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'''Apple pie''' is a fruit [[pie]] made out of [[apples]], usually cooking apples such as the Bramley.  The first record we have of apple pies dates from the 14th century.  When [[English]] settlers first came to [[America]], they brought apple [[trees]] with them, and along with the apple tree, recipies for making apple pies. <ref>http://whatscookingamerica.net/History/PieHistory/ApplePie.htm</ref> In the English colonies, most apples that were grown were made into cider, and meat was used in pies when apples where unavailable. American apple pie recipes date back to the 1700's, and have since risen greatly in popularity with Americans.
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'''Apple pie''' is a fruit [[pie]] made out of [[apples]], usually cooking apples such as the Bramley.  Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I liked to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how to make an apple pie right here!
  
Because of their popularity in the United States, apple pies are often associated with things uniquely American.  For example, something can be said to be as "American as apple pie".
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In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys Who were up to no good Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in bel Air'
  
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I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suite case and send me on my way She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket. I put my walkman on and said, 'I won't be telling you no recipe, jewface!'.
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First class, yo this is bad Drinking orang juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.
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But wait I hear the pricey booze, wine all that Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don't think sow I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
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Well, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude who looked like a cop and yelled my name out I ain't trying to get arrested I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared
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I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I can say this cab is rare But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
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I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

Revision as of 11:28, October 5, 2007

Apple pie is a fruit pie made out of apples, usually cooking apples such as the Bramley. Now, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I liked to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how to make an apple pie right here!

In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys Who were up to no good Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in bel Air'

I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suite case and send me on my way She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket. I put my walkman on and said, 'I won't be telling you no recipe, jewface!'.

First class, yo this is bad Drinking orang juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear the pricey booze, wine all that Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don't think sow I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude who looked like a cop and yelled my name out I ain't trying to get arrested I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I can say this cab is rare But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air