"Yolk,what's up?" greeted Bread." "I'm fried.

"Yolk,what's up?" greeted Bread." "I'm fried. And you?" " I feel all crumby." "That's because you're toast." " You're white. Eggcellent deduction my friend. Now, let's find a way

to make Mary smile this morning!" I waggled my bacon mustache appealingly. I could always make her laugh with my antics. But not today. She sipped her tepid coffee & stared at the

fried egg slipping off the top of my head. "What's the matter?" I said. "I ham sad," she replied. "OK Mary, omelette you finish your coffee and then you can tell me all about it."

Mary soon cracked and revealed that she felt so friend after poaching things up with her boyfriend Shel the night before. "Eggs-actly why is that?" asked her friend Layla.

Layla had Shel on his knees. Shel was begging, "Baby please."

grocery store in search of more eggs. Strangely, there were none to be found. She went directly to the dairy, still no eggs. Finally she saw a chicken crossing the road. She asked

The chicken, who pointed towards Farmer McGregor. Farmer McGregor had a basket of quail eggs, which were as good as any. They only cost three dollops, with no sales tax! She took

one more look to his right shoulder. Still angel free he took the deal. They sealed it the old-fashioned way with a burnt offering. McGregor's farm prospered ever after.

And only in the end did he realize what he had done. Death arrived burnt the farm and drug him to hell where he is daily slaughtered by cows.