I tried to steal eagle eggs for breakfast in Yellowstone once.
Wouldn’t you know, I was arrested for poaching.
After incarceration, did you fly the coop?
Yeah, them chicken coops was full’a bears.
And we still miss those guys. We recently sold that home finally, and I wonder if the new residents are finding themselves peered at by pigeons, although we suspect that Henry, Geri, the Bully and all the rest must have given up long ago.
Way-ull now, if’n you all wanna make hurrable jokes about aigs…
Ah reckon omelet you have yer fun.
They may be pigeons, but they’re not coo-coo.
Yes, I was hoping Samantha Eggar would have made an appearance by now.
All posters in this thread are a bunch of egg heads.
Those who give up real eggs for egg substitutes are eggs benedict arnold.
Keep your sunny side up, my friend.
Hmm, let me let this germinate for a while.
Ah, you started this thread just in time for the hollandaise.
I wouldn’t be surprised if this thread becomes the subject of a Senate investigation headed by Orrin Hatch.
Joining Orrin Hatch in the investigation are Tammy Duckworth and David Perdue.
Duckworth is a quack and Hatch just sits there, keeping things warm.
Oh, hey, I’m back. I was just reading an old hard-boiled detective novel.
Everybody hated my Homemade Key Lime Pie. You could say it had a “Boo Meringue!” effect.
Omeleting this thread will make the mod’s head crack wide open.
Yes, but will it be over easy?
Mr. and Mrs. Dumpty’s marriage cracked up; but first they were separated.