This morning when I opend the refrigerator to get some eggs, my EGGspectations were EGGceeded.
My Eggstremely bored fourteen-year-old daughter had EGGcersised her Eggstaordenary art skils. And I was left with no EGGskuses to smile while making breakfeast.

No really it CRACKED me up like a very bad YOLK.