I may not sleep tonight.

GREAT GOOGLIE MOOGLIE!
I may not sleep tonight.
3 IN A ROW!
That’s right Facebookers, 3 in a row! 3 Double yokes!
I don’t know what they’re putting in their poultry but I have 3 sets of dead baby chicken twins in three days.
Maybe Walmart gets their eggs from Chernobyl Farms?

I have it all recorded on film. I found a way to change the reel without stopping it, so I could theoretically shoot forever, amidst fingerprints.

I don’t know if 3 in a row is a record? My previous record for a dozen eggs is 3, but they were scattered. Now I’m on a roll. 4 in a row would definitely be a record.

I called The Guinness people and told them if they have a two person crew at my house tomorrow morning with their own cameras, they could record 4, 5, or even 6 in a row, and I would have breakfast for everybody.
They hung up on me.
I’m quite sure they dropped everything and are hurrying to my house. This is REALLY BIG!
The thing I like about Guinness is they’ll bring the beer.

So how can I sleep tonight? I’ll be a nervous wreck. This morning my knees were shaking, my heart was quaking, the bacon was baking, and that was just for 3.
When I cracked open that second egg and saw another double yoke, fireworks went off in my head. My whole world changed. I never want to go back to what I was.

I didn’t think an out of body experience would have me looking down at a bowl of eggs, but there they were, and there was I.
As they say, “Tomorrow is another day.”
Can you believe how they trivialize it? They make it seem unimportant like just another day.
Ordinary, you say? I think not!
All honors withstanding, I hope to be a Good Knight!
Good night!

Penwose Out,
By George
NoPo8