The Dreaded Apple Pie (standard:humor, 624 words)
Author: Juggernaut	Added: Nov 01 2010	Views/Reads: 3167/1915	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A humorous story on Apple Pie

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“The pie was juicy and spicy,” said Mr. Pawar gobbling up the entire
slice into his mouth. 

“Sure indeed,” agreed Mrs. Pawar. 

“Really, let me get one more slice to you both,” Dia was excited. 

“Oh no, that's enough for me,” said Mrs. Pawar. 

“Please have one more slice,” insisted Dia. 

“No please.” 

“How about you Mr. Pawar?” 

“The apple pie was good but I am OK.” 

“Are you sure you don't want one more slice?” 

“No, not at all.” Mr. Pawar was gracious. 

“I made from backyard apples you know,” Dia explained as if she was
selling. 

“Oh, but we were fine with one slice,” Pawars were now digging in. 

“OK, shall I pack few slices for you to take home,” Dia insisted. 

“Oh No,” Mrs. Pawar jumped from the chair waving her hand as if she is
defending herself from an onslaught. 

“Are you sure, you don't want to take home,” Radha still persistent. 

“No, please.” Mr. Pawar stretched his both palms in shape of a stop
sign. 

“Didn't we were served apple pie last time too, may be we shall bring 
our own desert either Rasgulla or Laddu next time when we are invited 
for dinner at Dia's home,” thought Pawars on their way back home. 

Dia still have over a dozen of dreaded frozen apple pies in the freezer
waiting to be served. 


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