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Goddammit, you ate my breakfast
Up early to finish a big project, deadline today. Tired, crabby, headache. The only thing sustaining me this early in the morning is the thought that after I finish this chapter, I'm gonna treat myself to two eggs over easy, with toast and OJ. Heaven! That'll power me through the rest of the day.
I finally finish the chapter. Huzzah, breakfast time! I go to the kitchen to find Mr. S. cooking an omelet in the pan I was going to use. Oh well, guess I'll just wash it when he's done. "Gee, I was just coming in here to cook some eggs for myself," I remark. "There's aren't any eggs." "Excuse me?" "These were the last two eggs. There aren't any more. I'll share this with you, if you want." "Well, no, I was going to make mine over easy." (GODDAMMIT ALL TO HELL!!! ![]() "Oh, well I could go to the store and get more." (YEAH, LIKE THAT DOES ME ANY GOOD. I WANT MY EGGS NOW!!) Grrr. So now the kitchen smells like eggs, and I can't have any. I can't bitch at him, cause how was he supposed to know? Well, I could bitch because he's sitting right here next to me at his computer with his coffee, with no obvious intentions to go to the store and get me my damned eggs, to replace the ones that HE ATE. And I'm still hungry, and I can't think of anything else I want to eat except EGGS EGGS EGGS. It's gonna be a long damned day. |
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While you were writing this post, seven children have died of malnutrition in Africa, you bitch.
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poor fatty want that eggs
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why dont you waddle down to the store and buy eggs, fatty
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Fuck that, this thread is about and my problems. Pay attention, willya?
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ur problem is i could empty the plague from your arteries and use it to stuff a moose
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When's the last time YOU ran a marathon, grandpa? I need my protein.
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eggs are for closers
u can get your priotean from the source god intended for the ladies (ie cocks) ![]() |
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Hey, I didn't even ask, HE OFFERED! Yet there he sits.
I just ate the last of his cereal. Milk too. That'll show him! |
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You need clear boundaries. For instance, the six eggs on the hinge side of the carton are mine, the other 6 are my husband's. I credit our 20 years together to this and an unending supply of Sharpies.
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I AM working! I can work and stew at the same time.
Thing is, I rarely eat whole eggs. In fact, there's a carton of egg whites for when I want to make a nice healthy omelet myself. But today I want yolky goodness, dammit! He'd better go to the store before he leaves for work. Otherwise his stuff's gonna be out on the lawn. And it's raining today. |
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Yeah, fuck all y'all. For the last two days I've feasted on nothing but Gatorade, Jello (which I used to hate but have surprisingly come to enjoy....til it comes back up) and crappy Ensure that's supposed to taste like egg nog but it's not fooling me. So fuck all y'all.
PS - Mr. Jackson's Hair can have my share of semen, because I like him best. |
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Awww, Hoser. I'll send Mr. S over with a vanilla milkshake once I've made him my bitch.
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"Eggs are for closers." Damn. I'm stealing that, AJH.
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Still hungry? |
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Well there's your problem. You're trying to make egg stew for breakfast. Which, incidentally, is high in protein and probably tastes worse than semen. I never heard of egg stew before today. There are a lot of google images and they look pretty heinous.
This post has nothing to do with anything, and can safely be disregarded. |
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![]() Hoser, that would be an appropriate punishment. It'd be like he was at work! If you could shit yourself while he's there, that would be great too. (Feel better soon!) ----------- He just left for the store. With a list and everything. He'd better not forget the eggs! |
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That's IT! It's posse time.
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MMMM EGGZES TOAST OJ NOM NOM NOM
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Only a fucking lunatic makes his woman wait two hours when she's craving food. He could easily have been killed, with only himself to blame.
Last edited by Uthrecht; 8th November 2011 at 08:48 AM. Reason: So, is it pizza > eggs > bread, then? |
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The Hard-Boiled Seduction of a Soft-Boiled Egg
Florence King, a successful writer of pornography, is author of the following passage, highly recommended to those who would like to know how pornographic prose reads without having to read it: Quote:
Last edited by Scarlett67; 8th November 2011 at 08:58 AM. Reason: I wasn't done yet, dammit! |
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Darth Vader: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
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Someone eating someone else's breakfast. Was the caps key really that necessary? |
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I wish I hadn't read this thread. I don't normally eat a big breakfast but suddenly I have a craving to head to the nearest fast food place and load up on greasy eff sandwiches and hash browns.
Ah, the four major food groups in one delicious combo: grease, salt, fat and cholesterol. ![]() |
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Why yes, yes it was.
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Don't do it until January; Santa gets very cross.
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Was not.
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...and tacit permission to enter every home in the world.
Big Brother would give his left nut for that. |
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eat the eggs
put the eggs in your mouth hole |
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![]() Also, there are only six food groups. Cholesterol, fat and grease belong in the same one. Hope this helps. |
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egging them on, eggs are 4 closers, eggsellent post, eggspress lane, eggzit stage right, pizza: better than bread, pun taggers go to hell, too much eggscitement |
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