So delicious, in fact, that I just ate three of them in one go. All Boston Cream, of course. Anything less is for amateurs. Except for fruit-based pies, which are for hippie amateurs.
Anyhow, the point of all this is, while the pies were absolutely mouthwatering, I think I may have overdone it. In fact — yes — I’m quite sure that I must vomit now. Which would be sad if it weren’t for the fact that I have several more Boston Cream Pies in my refrigerator, and will consume them as soon as I’ve cleared a little room.
Should you have any immediate concerns, please bring them up with my butler. Good day to you.