repost, but this is my work
Had some guests over the other day. We ate a pie I made for desert.
"Do you like the pie? It's a blackberry pie." I asked one of my guests.
"I like all pies!" My guest responded.
"Yeah sure, pie is good, but do you like this pie? I made it myself." I asked again.
"I don't know why you want to act like this is the only pie that is is good. All pies are good! I like ALL PIES! This pie isn't any better than any other pie!" They were actually getting a bit heated about this. It was weird.
"I'm not saying this is the only good pie, I just wanted to know if you liked the pie I made."
"I'm not going to say that! I'm not going to disrespect all other pies just so you can think your pie is the only one that is good." They were starting to talk really loud and everyone else stopped talking and started looking at us.
"Well, I'm sorry. I don't make pie very often and I just wanted to know if I did a good job on this blackberry pie." I tried to calm things down a bit.
"Blueberry pies are good!" They exclaimed while puffing out their chest and sitting up extra high.
"Wait, I'm confused. You take offense to saying my blackberry pie is good because you say all pies are good and we shouldn't single out just one kind of pie because that makes it sound like we're saying all the other pies aren't good, but now you're telling me blueberry pies are good? So are blueberry pies better than other pies?"
"All pies are good! All Pies are good!"
"But you can't or won't say my blackberry pie is good? And you WILL say that blueberry pies are good?" I had no idea what was even going on anymore.
"All pies are good!"
"So are blackberry pies good, too?"
"All pies are good! I like all pies!"
"But you refuse to say that blackberry pies are good?"
"I said all pies are good! What more do you want? Why are you being such a selfish jerk about your pie? What you think your pie is better than a blueberry pie?"
"Alright man, I tried. I think you should probably leave, you're not being very reasonable, or respectful for that matter." I stood and started walking towards the door to open it for them. They got up in a huff, gathered their things and came towards the door. Just as they were walking out they said:
"I hate blackberry pies. They're nasty. They need to stay away from all the rest of the pies and especially blueberry pies!"
"Holy **** man! If you hate blackberry pies just say so. No need to go on about how all pies are good when you actually don't like all pies, you don't like the blackberry ones. What the hell were you going on about this entire time? You're a weird as dude and you're not welcome here anymore." I closed the door and shook my head.