I was getting high,
and I wanted chocolate pie,
but I didn't have any pie.
So instead of crying,
I decided to start trying
to make me a chocolate pie.
So I found a cookbook from 1938,
and it had a recipe for pie crust dough.
I figgered it would work just fine.
Soon that chocolate pie would be mine.
I threw some flour and butter in a pan
along with some secret ingredients.
Whomped out a pie crust, acutally made 2.
Then I looked in the cabinet for some Jello Chocolate pie filling,
oh no! There was none to be had.
So I found a cookbook from 1938,
and it had a recipe for chocolate pie.
Then I put some egg yolks and sugar in a pan
and threw in some Hershey's cocoa.
Simmered it real good with some milk and vanilla,
and put in into my pie crust pan.
Then I made some meringue to put on top with the left over egg whites that I had.
Now I getting stoned again, and waiting for my pie to cool.
Took a rip b4 I posted this... Was staring @ that gif for 4 minutes trying to clear my head of the smoke and the reality that something as perfect as that can exist in physical form.