How to make pie, the ghetto fabulous edition

Hubby requested a pie for christmas. How can I resist hubby when he looks like this?

So, I'm like: okay, I know how to make a pie.

But wait--he has no pie sheet to roll out the crust. But, I'm smart! So I cover our counter in saran wrap! (Great idea btw--EASY clean up!!)

And then I go to actually flatten my pie crust. And. There. Is. No. Rolling Pin. I know I own a rolling pin. But for the life of me, I can't find it anywhere. (Probably at my mothers house?) And of course, hubby doesn't have one. (would any acceptable, rugged man, he asks, be caught dead with a desert making device? I mean, that can't even be remotely used for making either bacon, or chili, he insists--and therefore is somehow a nonessential kitchen necessity)

So after 5 harrowing seconds of freaking out--I grab the nearest round object and proceed to flower it and make my pie. Yup, I used a drinking cup. And you know, it worked pretty well for not being a rolling pin.

How ghetto fabulous! (In other news, hubby liked the pie. He ate it before I remembered to take a picture of the finished deal. Sorry! :P)

And thats how you make a pie crust without a rolling pin. :D