I’m fried, man…
Photo courtesy of Paul. Notebook found in Japan.
So the chicken came first or the egg.
Ah so there’s more to an egg and a carton.
I could see how living in an egg carton could feel like a narrow life.
They’re having an eggsistential crisis.
I think this is Eggrish, not Engrish.
“We can’t even remember the last time we got laid!”
….into the frying pan.
Attention! We are under attack! Scramble all hands!
Consider yourself free … range.
This is no yolk!
It’s life, Jim, but not as we narrow it.
“REVOLT! Eggs of the world, throw off your chains!!”
(What?)
So the chicken came first or the egg.
Ah so there’s more to an egg and a carton.
I could see how living in an egg carton could feel like a narrow life.
They’re having an eggsistential crisis.
I think this is Eggrish, not Engrish.
“We can’t even remember the last time we got laid!”
….into the frying pan.
Attention! We are under attack!
Scramble all hands!
Consider yourself free … range.
This is no yolk!
It’s life, Jim, but not as we narrow it.
“REVOLT! Eggs of the world, throw off your chains!!”
(What?)