Have you ever been slapped in the face with a pancake?
Of course the answer is no, right? What kind of question is that? Who would even do that to someone?
Let me tell you a little story about the Megs and a giant pancake. Once upon a time, Tall Meg and Small Meg traveled to the magical land of Philadelphia, where contrary to popular belief it is not always sunny. On this particular day, it was cold and overcast, and the Megs went to cheer on Tall Meg’s brother in his first half marathon. After he finished the race, the entire Tall family and Small Meg went out for a celebratory breakfast. Can you guess yet what was on the menu? You got it; pancakes!! And let me tell you, they were delish! However they were also very filling, and Small Meg ended up with one entire pancake left that she just couldn’t finish. Rather than leave the poor fellow behind, we decided to take him with us.
Now this didn’t go down the way you’re thinking, where the waitress comes back and asks if you’d like a box and then you package it up and put it in a bag and take it home with you. No no no. We paid the check and as we were all getting up from the table, Tall Meg grabbed the pancake off the plate and just carried it out of the restaurant. So now, here are the Megs, wandering the streets of Philadelphia just holding a giant pancake in their hand. Just another Meg day.