Submitted by infojunkie on Sun, 2008-09-14 02:08.
On the last day before his momentous move to Saturn, the egg lover opened his soon-to-be-emptied fridge, and looked for a snack that he could fix himself. He did not have much time, and besides, he could not cook a proper meal to save his life. All cheeses were gone, the olives, cucumbers and tomatoes were gone, and some bread remained in the freezer. But he found the last egg.
Now the egg lover loved eggs. It was an affinity with that condiment based on his feeling happily re-energized when he ate them.