when you stay up until 10:30 at night making egg salad for the trip to the beach tomorrow, and instead of your hard boiled eggs peeling like this:
they peel like this:
what in the egg-peelin' blazes?
huh?
again for emphasis:
good egg
bad eggs:
very, verrrry bad egg:
cause seriously, what says "bad" like an eyepatch? and those hands...they're doing that evil "heh-heh-heh" thing.
you know what else i love?
taking the remaining hard-boiled eggs left for googiedaddy, and making them look like eeee-vahhh
isn't daddy in for a treat tomorrow...
oh, and p.s.--i just love that last guy. he's like the mr. bill of eggs. "oohhhhh noooooo!!!!"
and hey, p.p.s.--did you see that first picture? i'll wait whilst you scroll back up and have a gander...hum-da-dumm...yeah, you see how that egg is STANDING UP? yup, done without the aid of trick wires, my friends. let's give props where they're due. that required some mad quick trigger finger on the ole camera.
































