Anyway, we'll be keepin' an eye on that one in the back of the fridge, and wearin' our sweatpants to stay loose. Now I'm told to "get on out of here, unless'n you want to pick up a fork."

This has been Yr Correspondent, live from the Pie Wars.

Some of the sol'jers are sayin' that a good showing this early in pie season means Yule will be a series of purely local engagements, but I dunno, man. I've seen too much gravy under the bridge; I'm thinkin' Big Pie's not nearly with us done yet.

Yeah, like I said, this year was crowded, some guy two houses over even swore he'd seen a *cottage* pie. Plus the Marie Callender Honorary Brigade was feelin' feisty.

But we've persevered. Nobody can say we haven't.

Oh, your movie doesn’t have Miss Piggy crashing through a stained glass window on a motorcycle to tackle Charles Grodin then hop up and Emma Peel* the shit out of his accomplices while dressed like (Even More) Glam Evel Knievel? Sucks to suck.

*in a movie WITH Diana Rigg in it, no less

This is the Way.