When you see an apple pie, what do you think? Do you think - 'Hey, how delicious this is!" Or do you think of those apples slowly baking to death? I feel that the apples got what they deserved and who cares about how tasty their carcasses are.

DEATH TO APPLES

I like apple pie. Does that make me a murderer or sadist?

I don't care much for pies of any kind (other than pumpkin pie). That being said, I don't think of apple pies much in the way of them being a food item. Instead I view them as, in a sense, being kinda like a quiet neighbor. Except that nobody panics or calls the cops when everyone starts to devour them.

What did apples ever do to you, Ms Paulificate? Why don't you tell us what you do to the apples when they are not getting baked?