The pie-eater is lucky he didn’t get his ass kicked, he would have deserved it.
Yep. Eating somebody else’s key lime pie is undoubtedly like eating somebody else’s pecan pie or king cake down here.
Back in college the two pot-heads next door to me (one was a friend) got the munchies and finished off a box of cookies my mom had sent me.
I figured it was them (I had shared some earlier) and walked next door and said “The least you could do is save me a few.” They gave me sheepish grins and said “Sorry man.”
I spied a couple of mostly full six packs of decent beer on their floor. I just picked them both up and walked back to my room. They didn’t say a thing.
Still exchange Christmas cards with one of the guys!