It was a dark and stormy night and I really wanted some pie. But there was no pie in the fridge. I was not skilled at baking, so that was out of the question.
I put on my coat, my gloves, and scarf. I opened the door and greeted the winter chill.
Ice and snow was falling, but damn all to hell, I wanted that pie. I forced my way through the ice and fluff.
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