Easier to say what an egg is not....Silly said Harem the other day, Not, no way could I handle more than one. Currently mrs is Princess of the Universe, and I cant figure her out. What chance would a pea brain have with multiples?

Not a groupy or fan club either.  Ask Devil woman or ginger, how they pick on me and cheat to make me lose. More like bullies some of them. And I did have a girl bully, chased me around the playground when I was seven. One day I didn't run and that crazy bitch just punched me in the face. Then it was over

Not a romance, no moves left for that. Girlfriend in another parallel universe in a different time zone, maybe. Maybe just a girl that gets me in trouble...more likely.  Eggs are not real life romance though, maybe the pimp or skinny scott could pull it off, but not the pea brain.

Thinking an egg could of, or would of been a girlfriend if location time and age all worked out....maybe

Ageless- doorbell and dirtdigger said they were too old....yeah right...the chickens in here don't have age restrictions on the hormones. Goofy stuff happens with hugs and unicorn rides....again even Jimmy has a fan club

Fan club- not for eggs- ask Babbles about junkie thinking...I don't use junkie or addict for descriptions of my friends. I got a much more negative feeling to it then the group. That's all I got to say about that...Forest gump

Eggs are not always public, some in denial, some really believe we think they aren't eggs too....we don't, we know

smarti said she cant share-  smarti is an egg. no doubt.   but no need to share. nothing to possess. This is not a motorbike (islander talk) ride with a single seat for two. This is a carousel with lots of individual seats. An amusement park ride where everyone is going around together, but is sitting by themselves. No sharing or no keeping to yourself. No need

Eggs are not possessions, not romances, not fan club, not harem or groupy...so whats an egg?

 

Eggs are bad girls in hiding, the girl next door type, but with leather for Saturday nights and pooka dots Sunday morning..

Dirt digger??? LMAO

 

I AM known as the Digger at work, but that is because I am a wondrous searcher of all things google.....  If it is out there I can find it.....

Eggs are the girl you cut class to see and they are already waiting outside for you. They keep you out past curfew to see if you will stay....and also to see what will happen...They are dangerously fun.

Eggs are an attitude. Cant be tamed. You can bring one home, but be ready when the lights go out...

Eggs mess with more than me....look at the bat and dog...no peace for them. 

 

 

Elton, pimp and joe get a pass somehow... that where we should focus, one wears a dress, one is all hugs and kisses and the last one is from Ohio, like rez???he tamed an egg...yeah right, she brought him a dog so he's too busy to go out and is stuck in this pumpkin till she returns

sORRY ABOUT THE MULTIPLE posts. Computer is f'n with me. typed two long ones and neither posted. so had to one line it through

Looks like Bakon is back from vacation!

 

Perfect definition of an egg.  Agree it's an attitude and that we are bullys.  

Bakon, I didn't know that you are a poet! My favorite stanza is: "Eggs are bad girls in hiding, the girl next door type, but with leather for Saturday nights and pooka dots Sunday morning.." Set that to music and you will be famous! Keep 'em coming.  :wub:  

Bakon, I didn't know that you are a poet! My favorite stanza is: "Eggs are bad girls in hiding, the girl next door type, but with leather for Saturday nights and pooka dots Sunday morning.." Set that to music and you will be famous! Keep 'em coming.  :wub:  

I had no idea Chrys was an egg too!  

So funny...

Doorbell likes the idea of it being like a carousel ride....round and round....up and down....

A perfect discription.....laughin and screaming with fun during the ride....

Well done Bakon...xx

LOL - you're so funny, Bakon!  And for the record, I am an Agent, not an egg.  ;) 

My new name is SoberEgg. I cant be tamed!  B)

I am egg....hear me roar.... :rolleyes:  :blink:

"An Egg is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. An Egg is never boastful or conceited. Eggs are never rude or selfish. Eggs dont  take offense and are not resentful. Eggs take no pleasure in other eggs’s sins, but delights in the truth and breakfast meat. Eggs are always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes.”

 

Hey....wait....I think thats a rip-off of a bible verse! Isnt that sacrilegious? Damned google!

 

 

LMAO I am not a bully egg.. more like a "take no crap" egg or an honest egg. I didn't pull your pants down in the playground then point and laugh... just pointed out that you cheat. ;) 

Remember Deviled egg.

Well, I am not surprised.

I do not fit the profile of an Egg.

 

I was not a 'bad girl in hiding', I was unabashedly on Front Street but never a mean or brutal girl ever.

 

I was not 'the girl next door', I was the chick sneaking out and hitchhiking to the ghetto to see Rhythm & Blues Bands.

Curfew ? huh ?

 

Cutting class to go score drugs and get some free love downtown

not cutting class to play games with a high school boy.

 

You probably never even 'saw' me. 

 

Polka Dotted Leather on Sunday morning at the doughnut shop just because it was taboo...or because I hadn't been home to change my clothes.

 

So, Not an Egg.

Perhaps, an honorary Egg once in a while ( I couldn't commit to more).

Nancy, The Golden Egg, will stand up for me.

She is my Ally.

:)

silly your an egg in denial for sure, but more likely one of the pimps girls first. seen the oodling and cooing going on for that bald head of his from your posts. no problem, like I said its an open ride and some prefer the little bus of jimmy or bat's train. some even like those little English cars or burritos midlife crisis beemer