I Really Like Pie
Brad: Someone is feeding me the old argument that if enough people don't vote, it will send a message to Washington, and somehow, things will change, as though inaction is a boycott. Naturally, I pointed out that if only 10% of people vote, then they simply hold all the power.
Brad: If other people stop eating the pie out of principle, it means more pie for those who still partake.
Brad: And shit, I love pie.
Brad: I wish I had a pie fetish.
Brad: Except I wouldn't stick my dick in a pie, I would just dive into it.
Brad: See, that would be the best thing about those micro sex fetishes: pie and all other delicious food is bigger.
Brad: Ha, I was just about to write "who gives a shit about sex."
Brad: Man, I am getting old.
Brad: Apparently I rank food higher than sex now.
Brad: Becky was watching this one TV show about people going to a strip club, and one of the older main characters was saying how such clubs were degrading, but suddenly exclaimed "come to poppa!" -- he was talking about the breakfast and wings buffet, offscreen.
