You’ll Never Hear The End Of It

(It’s the day before Thanksgiving. My mother is responsible for making pie for tomorrow’s family get-together. We are discussing flavor choices over the family dinner.)

Mom: “Five flavors of pie should be enough for everyone to get a share.”

Me: “That seems like a lot of pie… Too much?”

Brother: “There’s no such thing as too much pie.”

Me: “I’m pretty sure infinite pie would end up being way too much.”

Brother: “No. There’s no such thing. There can’t be.”

Dad: “Because pi goes on forever!”