Monday, April 16, 2007

Cooking eggs

Gawd! Mondays, it's exhausting, sometimes. Today is one of them. Is this our way of paying back for two glorious days of weekend? Am I glad it's almost the end of the day. Some de-stressing is in order, I say.


A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband.
Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen.

Careful. CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my GOD!
You're cooking too many at once.

TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter.

Oh my GOD! WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER?

They're going to STICK! Careful.

CAREFUL!

I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you're cooking!

Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind?

Don't forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them.

Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!"

The wife stared at him.


"What the heck is wrong with you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?"

The husband calmly replied, "I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I'm driving."

6 comments:

  1. Anonymous10:29 PM

    Something I just couldn't say it myself
    Thanks!
    Heh heh heh
    :)

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  2. YD, yes, we sometimes do not see how irritating (read idiotic we can be). Ouch! is the right word.

    Z, hi! lol - strike where it hurts? Good to have you back.

    PP, sure is.

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  3. That's a RIOT!!!! {-D

    Hey, I think you've given me an idea...

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  4. Hey, what's your riot of an idea? Tell me more! Tell me more!

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