Ritual Sacrafice... With Pie.

[fenderlove]

I am filled with pie and am now dying of the pecan death. *dies* Why, pecan pie?! Why do you hate me?! *inspects bag o' pecans to make sure they didn't come from the Marsters's farm*
My family drives me nuts (no pun intended), and my mother's Vista-running PC is trying to murder me in my sleep. I miss my Mac!