Five Eggs.

Two nights ago, my stomach felt empty so I asked my mom to cook me some rice vermicelli with some pseudo crab-sticks and eggs:

“Add 5 in for me.” I requested.

“What? 5 Eggs?” My mom responded with genuine question.

I look at her with a transatlantic pause.

“HAHAHA…” She walks away laughing hysterically.

I would have died of high-cholesterol now if my mom hadn’t asked.


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