I guess eggs do more than just satisfy your hunger on a Sunday morning . . . they basically define your life.  Actually, after reading this, I may need to re-evaluate who I am.

Basically, the only people who don't have personal problems of some kind are the ones who like their eggs 'shirred.'  Or, 'baked' for those who are not well-versed in egg terminology.  And personally, I suppose I should stop picking my nose and eating whatever I find up there.  Oh, the things we learn from our food . . .

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