And having grown older and more weary having traversed the tundra of banality we call life, I one day sat upon my stoop and asked the heavens to intervene and bequeath me a subject that would hog-tie my brain for the remainder of my years as I patiently wait on the doorstep to nothing-ness.
The heavens moved as the trumpets blared. A booming voice - of whom I could only assume was Michael Clarke Duncan - said unto me, "Learn to pluralize 'Felix!' And then do some shitty clip art with Microsoft Paint."
This has been Felix Pie surrounded by Felixes and pies.