I had an argument with an egg
Being freelance affords you plenty of time to be sure you’re going nuts. I devote a small portion of each day to said endeavor, but sometimes the realization creeps up on you unannounced, such as when you find yourself having an argument with an egg.
Asshole
See, what happened is I was making my famous meringues which I’ve written about before. To make these you must separate the egg whites from the yolks and I recently started using an egg separator which is amazing and I recommend you all head out and buy one or just steal one from your sister which is what I did.
Egg Separator
So I crack the egg—one handed because I’m fancy—into the egg separator and then jiggle it to let all the egg white drip into the bowl. Big blobs of egg white are clinging to the yolk though and just hanging there despite my incessant jiggling. At this point I actually say, with a lot of anger behind it: “Oh come on you viscous piece of shit!”
It was strange and came out of nowhere, though, I mean, the egg totally had it coming.
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Sowff
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WFG
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Ted from Accounting
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Goldgrinch
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Trapp
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Scott
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hibernian hillbille
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arizlove
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Goldgrinch
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Goldgrinch
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muskiwolf
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Joe


