Pie In the Face Tradition...?

I went with Daniel to a sort of morale, meet and greet, holiday get together today.  It was awkward for the reason that I was the hovering wife waiting to be introduced to people Daniel sort of knew from back at his old base that I had never seen.  I was not in a uniform so I stuck out and think I looked out of place, it's hard not to when everyone else has on a uniform.  He caught on after several minutes of talking with a lovely introduction, "Oh yea, this is my wife."  Not my favorite way to be introduced to people but better than not being introduced at all.  I'll eventually just start to introduce myself but when I see wives do that it seems to make the husband look dumb.  There has to be a balance, right?

So anyway, at this shindig the main event, after filling yourself with sugary yumminess (cakes, pies, juice, cookies, you get the idea :-))  they smashed pies in people's faces.  I asked and learned that people were voted on/bet on and that was how it got decided who had a pie to the face.  Now I thought this sounded like fun, sitting in a chair and someone puts like a pumpkin pie in your face.  They were prepared with trash bags to go over the top part of your clothing.  Sounds entertaining and like good fun right!?!  Well, that is not quite what this was, not at all.  The pies were "special" pies.  And when I say "special" I mean filled with things such as the following: tuna, honey, mustard, sour cream, relish, and no matter the contents of the special pie, each was topped with whipped cream.

We were seated right up front and all I can say is it smelled.  I would have gagged if not thrown up if someone were to smash that in my face.  Everyone that had it done was a male but one was Black so let's not assume they were all White people.  I think it would have been funnier if I knew the people and more about why they happened to be bet on to have pie smashed in their face.  One man explained that he was basically retaliating on the guy he was smashing pie in the face of, no one else had a story.  In fact, some of them were not even supposed to have the pie in their face but they were the 2nd in command to the person that was actually voted on so they had to do it, that sucked for them!

Here are some pictures, without the smells, you're welcome :-)

All I can say is "yuck" "bleh" "ick" "ewww" and "blah."

Love,
Camille