There once was a pie, but this wasn't an ordinary pie that insults your every economical move while questioning your existence and religious beliefs with a condescending Bill Maher-esque tone. It was a normal Baby-Boomer generation pie riddled with overcooked genetically modified apples that, once eaten, can make a human bow down to all suborder Caniformia with a hint of cinnamon. What does this mean for all Homo Sapiens? Outrage to all Japanese square water melons and German Smart cars that took unbearably long to immerse themselves into the American markets. But the question still stands: "why oh why did Obi One Kenobi have sex with Oprah while watching Phantom of the Operah?" ---I'm Unlike Pluto, and I make music....fuck.