When Gaynor went to the farm supplies shop she asked if the rat poison would kill humans.
“Goodness me!” joked the shop assistant. “Are you planning to kill your husband?”
Gaynor laughed. “Of course not,” she said. “I just want to make sure there’s no accident. I’d hate for the dog to eat it.”
“I would imagine it would kill humans,” said the shop assistant, “although I’ve never tried!”
“At least it’ll kill a rat,” said Gaynor. “We have just enough to make it a nuisance. I’ll have a packet of the blue rat-killing tablets please.”
“Now to make a blueberry pie,” thought Gaynor. “The dirty rat should love it.”
A nasty pie of work.
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If you threw it up in the air it would be pie in the sky.
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That would be easy as pie… Pie kid you not
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Now there’s good lyrics for a pop song: You are the apple of my pie.
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Will she find a thrill on Blueberry Hill?
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Only if she’s into music.
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Humans are sometimes made tools to control the festering population of rats and thus dispense justice.
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I know a few rats…
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I am sure you do, brother.
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But surely at some stage Gaynor will have to make the farm shop assistant a blueberry pie too…
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I think I’ve used poisoned pies far too often in these stories. I should really try to find another method of murder.
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I smell a rat.
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Don’t be fooled – the smell is a can of worms.
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Sounds like a good hook.
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