It was a fine Christmas Day, and the Narlo family was going to have their Christmas dessert, Pumpkin Pie. When Joe got his pie, he yelled, "FOOD FIGHT!" and threw a piece of his pie right at David.
David laughed, and threw some of his crust right back at Joe. Mom was angry. She said, "You're not supposed to have food fights on Christmas!"
"Ehh, yeah." Joe replied.
Then he snuck into the kitchen, grabbed a piece of pie, and threw a piece of pie right in David's face. Everybody laughed, even Mom and David. "Maybe we should have an annual pie fight every Christmas Day," Joe said sarcasticly.
"You know," Dad said, "maybe we
should have an annual Christmas pie fight every year."
One year passed, and the Narlos were having their big pie fight. "Here goes nothing..." David said, and threw a pie right at Joe.
Then Joe threw a pie at David. And Mom threw a pie at Dad. And Dad threw a pie at Mom. And Mom threw a pie at Joe. Then Joe threw a pie at Mom. And Dad threw a pie at David. And David threw a pie at Dad. Then Mom threw a pie at David. And David threw a pie at Mom. And Joe threw a pie at Dad. Then Dad threw a pie at Joe. Then they just kept throwing and throwing and throwing, until the food fight was over. "Good game," Everyone said.
Next year, for the second annual Narlo pie fight, David suggested to use different flavors of pie, other than just pumpkin pie. "Like blueberry, grape, strawberry, lemon marine, you know." He said.
So then they used David's idea, and the Narlos used every single kind of pie in the world. "Let's use poop pie too!" Joe said.
Everyone except Joe felt like puking. Then there was all kinds of pie all over everyone. But, next year, at night on Christmas Eve, David accadently forgot all of the pie on the dining room table, and Santa thought the pie was for him, and ate some of the pie, when santa left a burgerlar came and thought that pie would be nice for a change instead of hamburgers, and stole the rest of the pie. In the morning, Joe woke up early, and noticed that all of the pie was missing. Then he saw a note on the table that read, "Dear David and Joe, I can't believe that you knew that I like pie too, other than cookies! The only thing is, I had to use your scissors to open the clear plastic wrapper. But other than that, you were very good this year!I put your new Nintendo Wii on the coffee table. I didn't know how to set it up, my elves didn't tell me. I hope you two are good next year! Warm regards, Santa Claus"
"Crap," he said, "Santa ate our pie."
Then Joe noticed that there was inky black words on the back of the paper that read, "
Bob Burgerlar was here." "God, our pie was stolen by a hamburger stealer." he said, "Maybe this year we can fling ice cream at each other"
To be continued in "A Cold Creamed Story"...
