The following story is half true that i have withnessed, and bit of spiced up to here.
A certain man wakes up from his bed.
Last night he had a party and thus came late home. When he wakes up his nose picks the smell of freshly made coffee.
Then the bedroom door opens and he sees his wife. Already dressed up, wearing apron and holding long kitchen knife.
"Good morning." She smiles "How would you like your eggs to be cooked?"
"Hard boiled, upside down, or, perhaps scrambled along with a slice of a bacon?"
A certain man wakes up from his bed.
Last night he had a party and thus came late home. When he wakes up his nose picks the smell of freshly made coffee.
Then the bedroom door opens and he sees his wife. Already dressed up, wearing apron and holding long kitchen knife.
"Good morning." She smiles "How would you like your eggs to be cooked?"
"Hard boiled, upside down, or, perhaps scrambled along with a slice of a bacon?"
This a riddle of some sorts? Somehow the suspicious mundaneness of it all triggers that inner (drunken) private eye in me lmao
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