Photo courtesy of Kristen Taylor.
Stationery set found in Japan.
Originally posted 2009.03.10
The vital question that each and every one of us asks at some point in our lives: Is it what may be living such a life truly?
Trouble = Salmonella
“Now I know how an egg feels!”
… I’m so out of here. These egg’s philosophical questions are too much for me. And I repeat, I have NO obligation to release them from their narrow life!!
Eggs gone ego
Eggs gone emo
You know, the feeling of eggs isn’t what it’s cracked up to be.
Help them before they turn to crack.
This is your eggs on drugs….
All eggs were living happily. Then…trouble appeared. Bacon and a frying pan. The frying pan said, “We’re here to release you from a narrow life. Bacon screamed, “Runny, eggs!”
“Is it what may be living such a life truly?”. Need i say more.
I want to end my narrow life seeing my freinds get eaten not a pretty site
I’m a bit eggy today
I know girls feel like egg once every month… so… yea… trouble sounds right!
The thing about eggs the get cracked eventually
Do eggs feel.
Q: How do you know an egg is living happily?
A: It keeps making funny yolks.
Eggs may be living happily, but one day it will all be ova.
This is all so eggsistential….
They are too soft-centred. Stop egging them on.
I used to treat my La Filipina like an eg. I
I made every effort to make sure she was lay’d dailty..
EDIT = egg
Pain of bicycle bar accident?
@Wax Frog 1855.
Slipping of chain, results in readjusment of nuts.
(As the great Ho Tung once said)
These egg’s feelings are scrambled.
They need to be over easy or sunny side up.
Aww . . . I’m sure they felt oval.