14th
file #135 twins.twins.twins.twins.twins.
Yesterday Agent Rhinestone took a walk in the sunshine and then went to the store with her BF to purchase a few breakfast essentials.
coffee beans
strawberries
bread
oatmeal
and…..
EGGS. (hormone free! eggs)
When Agent Rhinestone arrived home she went to make 2 fried eggs to go with her strawberries, oatmeal, coffee and toast… alas…
Both eggs were twins.
Sick.
Agent Rhinestone was flabbergasted! Why would there be 2 eggs containing twins in the carton of HORMONE FREE eggs?
When Agent Rhinestone arrived home later that evening she could not get the twins off her mind. She snuck to the fridge with her mind set on testing out a few more eggs. She pulled the carton from the fridge, removed an egg and held it above the sink…. ready to crack!! All of the sudden her BF walked in and said… “are you looking for twins? Rhinestone! You can’t waste eggs looking for more twins!”
Agent Rhinestone put the egg back in the carton and put the carton back in the fridge and decided to just wait til morning. sigh.
So…. fast forward to this morning….
Agent Rhinestone went to body blast class at the gym… the whole time thinking about whether or not she would have twins for breakfast. She got home at 10:AM and pulled the egg carton from the fridge with breath that was bated…
She pulled an egg from the carton and…..CRACK!!!!
Again! TWINS! 2 more eggs, 4 yolks. She carried on with making fried eggs but her fervor for breakfast was gone…
She felt a sense of weirdness and grossed-out-edness with the entire world and breakfast industry in general. Agent Rhinestone was so freaked out she removed the yolks from her own eggs and made her BF eat quadruplets.
In conclusion:
Agent Rhinestone is done with eggs.
