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Friday, 29 January 2010

More music



David Gedge is the song writer and front man for a British indie band called "The Wedding Present". Often his songs are a sometimes painfully personal look at love, warts and all.

But here he's singing about apple pie. It's a metaphor for covert assassinations by the CIA. The poison they used tasted a bit like apples, so they'd put it into something that already tasted like apples to mask the taste.

Really, I included him because I wanted an excuse to put a song about pie in here. I am rather partial to The Wedding Present though.

Even though he's not singing about unrequited love right at this moment, you can still see the pain writ large on his face.

He wants that pie. He wants it. He wants it so badly. Comfort eating probably. His last girlfriend's now going out with his best mate.



Category 3. Steak and ale. On it's way.

Porky pies

I don't know what prompted my post title for this one, but feast your eyes on a figure who's very much in the news today.

It's Tony! Tony Blair! And he's got a pie! An enormous, invisible pie! And he's not going to be able to get it all into his mouth in one go. But you can't fault him for trying.



Actually, he's telling parliament that an absolutely humungous pie is about to land on an orphanage in Bermondsey. Should be here in... ooh, lets say about 45 minutes. Ready cooked. Scaldingly hot in the centre. Do some serious damage to the poor orphans, a pie like that. But it's more than just a big pie. It's a nuclear and biological category 10 anthrax pie!

Better invade Rochdale then.

This blog is, of course, dedicated to a single simple idea. It's a one trick pony - a phrase that just happens to be a spoonerism.

Wayne Rooney



Give this man a pie, immediately. A medium, category 3 pie will suffice.

Thursday, 28 January 2010

Welcome to INSERT PIE HERE!


I
found a picture, and on that picture was a banner proclaiming "Judas"

Underneath that banner was a mouth. A wide open "O" of a mouth that you could have wedged a pie in.

Here it is. The image that started it all... You could get a category 3 pie into this mouth.



This still would not have merited more than a post on a discussion board had it not been for a post on a discussion board, which linked to another picture.



Yes, Andy Murray, famous British tennis player, had won a match, and was demanding a pie as reward. Sideways. with the horns sticking out. You could fit a pie into this mouth that wouldn't stand a chance of getting into the mouth of the Burnley Judas bloke. Category 5 for sure.

So that's what this blog is about. If I find people asking, like chicks in a nest, for a nice porkie pie, I will post them here.

If you should stumble across such an image, please feel free to e-mail me