What do you think you’re doing?
…Making eggs.
Um, no. You’re scrambling.
That’s how you make eggs, dumbass.
I wanted eggs. Not a scramble.
Are you serious?
Completely. When I say eggs, I expect the goddamn sunny side!
Too late. The pan is hot.
I refuse to eat those non-eggs.
This is the eggiest you’ll ever see these eggs.
Nope. You’ve completely annihilated their inherent eggness.
I think you need to think outside the egg a little.
Har har, har.
Can you please just eat them? Such a waste.
Maybe you should think about what “eggs” really means next time.
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