Eleventh Run - Cardboard Unicorn?

[speeding]

[Still written in a sloppy lefty scrawl]

Dear 'Sphere,

Yes, it's me again, your Evil Overlord. I have a lot of things I want to bring up in issue with you, but for the sake of our relationship I'll just bring up this one point.

When Want make a cardboard unicorn? That was not an invitation to give me one. It's creepy. Make it go away.

Best regards and loves and kisses,

E. O.

T, Want why are you not here to laugh at me? You stupid jerks.

Comments

[speeding]

I have my moments, now and then.

That sounds like the most excellent plan ever B. Why not for science and justice and mom's apple pie? All in one?

[treeleopardess]

Is there something special about mom's apple pie? Other than mom making it, of course.

[speeding]

It's like... Mom's apple pie. If you think of like the holy god of pies, Mom's Apple Pie is that. The messiah and savior of all piedom.

[treeleopardess]

I didn't realize there was a pie hierarchy. I'm not sure I've ever even had apple pie before.

[speeding]

Oh man B, never?

That's on part with never having pizza. It must be remedied!

[treeleopardess]

That bad, huh? I should see if they have any at the bakery. Maybe I'll recognize it once I taste it.

[speeding]

You so totally should B. That takes so much priority over zombie cardboard unicorn terrorizing.

It's apple pie.

[treeleopardess]

But if they sell it they'll have it for a while. Who knows when I'll have another chance to terrorize a zombie cardboard unicorn?

[speeding]

This... This is logical and true.

Plus if we wait we can get like, ice cream and stuff and make sure you have proper apple pie.

[treeleopardess]

Oh? I didn't realize you needed ice cream. It's sounding better and better.