I was given an egg close to two weeks ago to do whatever I pleased with. I took this egg home, drew a face on it (cause I don't like things to be all white) and put it in the fridge until I could think of what I wanted to do with it. To be honest, I kept forgetting to think about what to do with the egg until I opened the fridge and then I would forget again less than one minute later. The egg had been sitting in that cold box for about 12-13 days by now and I decided I had to do something with it.
I decided to put a name with the face of the egg, so I thought I'd call it Meggatots. Don't look too far into the name, it means nothing really it just has the word Egg in its name.
I then did what any normal person would do with an egg, so I decided to cook it. I waited for the pan to get warm and then placed Meggatots in the pan. He/she laid there looking back and me with those big puppy dog eyes and at that moment I knew I couldn't cook Meggatots.
I then took Meggatots to the bathroom where I though he/she might enjoy a nice hot tub party. However, I forgot that eggs do not float. They just sink straight to the bottom.
As I got Meggatots out of the makeshift hot tub, I notice he/she was deteriorating. Its back was starting to crack, I was obviously not take good care of my new friend. So I knew there was only one thing I could do...set him up outside for someone or something else to take Meggatots and do something with him/her.
I typed up a quick note about Meggatots and fashioned an egg holding device out of a toilet paper roll, set him up in the public place for all to bask in his glory and hope that someone or something would take him.
I don't know what happened to that egg, I went back the next day to see if it was still there, but it wasn't. I check the ground next to where I sat it to see if it had fallen over, but there was nothing. Wherever it is, I hope it's having a kick ass time.