Delicious Shoofly pie

Shoofly pie is a very strange looking, extremely sticky, and very tasty desert. The name shoofly pie has been debated for years by many people and it will probably never ever be solved. The most reasonable and excepted explanation leans towards the fact that during the early years of the United States of America, all of the baking was done in big outdoor ovens. The fact was that pools of sweet, and sticky molasses formed on the surface of the shoofly pie while it was cooling and attracted flies, and thus the pie came to be known as shoofly pie.

John and I have been good friends, and co-workers for quite a few years now. But you just never really ever get to know everything about a person. The other day I learned something which I just had to stop and say, "I never knew that". The following conversation was very funny to all of us, so I just wanted to pass on the humor to you all here on the hub pages. This is by no way meant to make fun of anyone or hurt anyone's feelings at all.

Like I've already said before, I've known and I've been good friends with John for many years now, so my mouth literally feel open at this new revelation. It was like just any other day, and when we all finished our task we began talking. I forget what started the conversation, but someone said something about being Amish. I said wait a minute, and I asked John if he was Amish. John said yes. I said how come I never knew this before. John said I have a beard. I told him that a lot of people have beards, and so what. John said well I have a beard because I'm married, and single men don't have beards. I said, I never knew that.

Then I couldn't help hold back all of my questions. I said if you are Amish, then where's your hat? John said at home. I said where do you get your hats from. John said from a member of the community who makes them. Dave chimed in and said, that we would like to see a picture of you with your hat on. John said, no problem. Fred commented that John could really build nice chairs. I couldn't help but ask if he knew the gentlemen who made those fancy flame-less fireplaces, which we had all seen advertised in the newspapers. John calmly answered, as he answered all of the questions, no.

Then I had to ask him if he knew how to make shoofly pie. John said no. I said have you ever had shoofly pie. John said no. I said you just don't know what your missing, and how could you never of had any shoofly pie? John said I never heard of shoofly pie before. I couldn't take it no more, and I told him that we needed to go find some shoofly pie. He agreed, and we went out on a quest for shoofly pie. That's when it dawned on me that you never really know someone. We will always be the best of buddies, but we never did find any shoofly pie. THE END