Aha, hello Toons! Welcome to my studio: The Flying Pie! It seems that after all this time, the blog has finally recognized me – Ned Slinger, a true artiste, at work with his craft. It’s about time!

I’m finishing up this cream pie – no no, don’t thank me. It's reward enough to a pie architect such as myself that my delectable creations get a whole day to themselves. In fact, Flippy himself commissioned me to deliver a whopping three-hundred and fourteen thousand, one-hundred fifty-nine pies just to celebrate this beautiful day. Clearly, if it’s me he wants, the guy has a well-defined taste.

Speaking of taste, look at this one. Have you ever tried a pie as dense, multilayered, difficult, yet rewarding as this one? I daresay I call it my masterpiece! The delivery order states he wants them tossed all the way from here on Silly Street to the Toontown Central Playground. My slinging arm is loosened up, but I just can't part with this pie.

“Eat it,” you say?! What do you think I am? Some unappreciative yutz? Next, I suppose you'll suggest I drink this Glass of Water. Or detonate this stick of TNT. No! My art exists to be valued, not to be spent! If it doesn’t SPLAT somebody, anybody, is it even a pie?

Very well, then. I suppose I'll sling it. It'll be among the many pies in Flippy's pie stand just outside the Library in Toontown Central. Promise me that you'll take good care of my masterpiece if you nab it.

Alright, new pie, fresh out of the oven. And – wow, can you believe this? Have you ever seen such beauty? This is no mere pie, it’s a statement. I daresay I call it my masterpiece!