Ok. Good. I thought it was funny. Maybe just me. Whatevs.
Fun story: before I could cook, I could make eggs. That I was able to do. And I learned to make over easy eggs by watching my mom and dad. You see, every Saturday morning was pancakes, and every Sunday morning was over easy eggs or "dippy eggs" as they were called in my household (because we dipped toast in the yolks...get it?) I've heard of people flipping eggs to make them over easy or whatever, but that's risky. I was taught this method because it is easy, virtually foolproof, and awesome.
Now, I can't eat eggs anymore (used to love em, now they make me sick. I have no clue what is wrong with me) but Michael isn't crazy like me, so I can still flex my egg-making skills for him. And now you'll be able to say you can make eggs as well as a 10 year old Kayle. Oh yeah.
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