Breakfast
Remember that time you woke up, filled with hope of a new day, whistling π, singing with Morning Birds πΆ
You walked to the kitchen, you turned on the stove, put the pan on and covered it with oil... it was breakfast time π³
You went to your egg trayπ₯ and reached for 2 baby chickens π ready to commit murder...
You broke the first egg, the chick π£ screamed begging you for mercy, but the screams were music to your ears πΆ ππΎ
You went for the second one, stomach rumbling with joy, ready to perish it’s hunger. π
You swung your spoon π₯ 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, π±π‘
The second egg was rotten π
The second egg was rotten π
So you threw those two eggs down the drain and committed two more murders so you could have your lovely breakfast π³ and go on with your day π
Well,
That’s your Ex, a Rotten egg π₯ during Breakfast...
Don’t mourn the bastard π«
That’s your Ex, a Rotten egg π₯ during Breakfast...
Don’t mourn the bastard π«
Actually NO,
No name calling...
Just move on in peace π
Go on with the rest of your Life,
Don’t let a rotten egg ruin your Life...
No name calling...
Just move on in peace π
Go on with the rest of your Life,
Don’t let a rotten egg ruin your Life...
✌πΎ
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