They’re Egg-specting

| | Romantic | March 6, 2017

(My boyfriend went out to buy eggs for Pancake Tuesday, but a misfortune has befallen them. He has texted me a somewhat incoherent picture, so I wait until I get home to clarify the situation. Note that I like to make tiny hats for fun, and have a lot of them lying around the flat; I also collect weird and wonderful shot glasses.)

Boyfriend: “The eggs all fell when I was in town. My bag was overloaded!”

Me: “Oh, no!”

Boyfriend: “But one survived.”

(He then shows me ‘Stanislavski’: an egg sitting in a skull shotglass, with a frown drawn onto it, and one of my tiny hats on it.)

Me: “But… why does Stan have a hat?”

(I remove it to reveal the crack.)

Boyfriend: “He survived. He was the only one of his group.”

Me: “So… we’re nursing him back to health?”

Boyfriend: “…”

Me: “AND WE CAN BE HIS FOSTER PARENTS.”

Boyfriend: “…”

Me: “WE HAVE A PET EGG!”

Boyfriend:“…”

Me: “Hey, you rescued him.”

(‘Stan’ is still sitting in his little shotglass with his little hat, three days later… Guess we really did adopt him!)

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