Easter is coming - and that always means two things. People giving something up for Lent and probably cheating as often as they can on that, and eggs. Lots of eggs. It's something with the spring, and how every single creature on the earth is pooping out an offspring, but eggs are a big deal for Easter...even though, if you think about the whole Christian angle, which is supposed to be the biggest part of it all - eggs don't really fit in.
Maybe if it was loaves of bread and fishies that everyone talked about and ate and hid around the yard....but no, it's eggs.
The bad egg is the egg the kids don't find until a few months later. What's too bad though is that if they left it for just a little while longer, it then could be eaten as one of those horrible 100 year old eggs that people dare each other to eat. Gag one down today, won't you?
Eggs don't wear glasses. But nothing is worse than eating a mean that was made with eggs, and biting down on a piece of shell. Unless it's a piece of glass, because that is worse.
This is also a bad egg. When you buy a carton of eggs, there's always one that's cracked. But only if you don't check on them. They probably go bad from neglect...
Happy Egg-ster!
