April and I bought a pie.

A strawberry-rhubarb pie, to be exact. Not homemade, but "homemade".

Turns out it wasn't such a great pie...under normal circumstances, we both enjoy the goodness that is strawberry-rhubarb. Especially April's mother's jam, which I could [and have] eaten with a spoon.

But alas, this strawberry-rhubarb pie 'twas not the best of pies.

We devised a plan to sell it to Fuckwit and his roommate, but he refused. It was an $8 pie, and since two pieces were missing we decided we'd give it him for $6. Hell, we'd give it to him for $5. But he wouldn't go for it, so we're stuck with a pie.

My new plan is to make a sign that says "FREE TO A GOOD HOME" and leave in the hallway [or other designated common area] and see if anyone takes it.