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Originally Posted by kalina82  ahahaha i'm sorry but the mental image in my head is hysterical |
Here's more for you. It was an big old victorian (tudor style with an open turret staircase) farmhouse. The dining room table sat 12 comfortably. I was 22 yrs old and 6 mos along, Scott was 12 and hungry all of the time. I ate the pumpkin and he ate the crust & we both mowed on the whipped cream. Grandpa was sitting at the table with the movie projector showing movies on a big screen in the parlor. My dad was the one who ratted us out. It was a good pie.