Breakfast



Remember that time you woke up, filled with hope of a new day, whistling ๐Ÿ˜™, singing with Morning Birds ๐ŸŽถ
You walked to the kitchen, you turned on the stove, put the pan on and covered it with oil... it was breakfast time ๐Ÿณ
You went to your egg tray๐Ÿฅš and reached for 2 baby chickens ๐Ÿ“ ready to commit murder...
You broke the first egg, the chick ๐Ÿฃ screamed begging you for mercy, but the screams were music to your ears ๐ŸŽถ ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿพ
You went for the second one, stomach rumbling with joy, ready to perish it’s hunger. ๐Ÿ˜‹
You swung your spoon ๐Ÿฅ„ as hard and as gentle as you could, so you could break the the young chicken’s haven but not cause a mess all over the place...
To your surprise and anger, ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ก
The second egg was rotten ๐Ÿ˜ญ
So you threw those two eggs down the drain and committed two more murders so you could have your lovely breakfast ๐Ÿณ and go on with your day ๐Ÿ˜Ž
Well,
That’s your Ex, a Rotten egg ๐Ÿฅš during Breakfast...
Don’t mourn the bastard ๐Ÿ˜ซ
Actually NO,
No name calling...
Just move on in peace ๐Ÿ˜‡
Go on with the rest of your Life,
Don’t let a rotten egg ruin your Life...
✌๐Ÿพ
#Mzukhology

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