Visiting my God parents for dinner. Last night after my God father went to bed. While talking with my God Mother in the kitchen. She’s little behind on the times. She asked me what’s a cream pie. So, I told her. She replied if that’s the case your God Fathers nozzle hasn’t been working in about a year. Wanna bake a few pies. I replied where? She said right here on the table. She then leaned over on top of the table. I was amazed on how well she kept her cream pie pan. And she enjoyed the prepping of the cream pie pan. Then she enjoyed the insertion of the nozzle. Her cream pie pan started stirring around in a happy state. After the second squirt, I knew she was finished baking. I then said it’s time for a cleaning of the cream pie pan.