That's 3 from the same carton

This is Big…Really Big!

HOLY MOLY DAN!

Those were my exact words, (You can quote me,) as I cracked open my second egg this morning…
It was Another Double Yoke!
That makes three from the same carton!
What are the chances of that?
I don’t think it’s ever happened before?

Some might say it’s a sign from God?
I’m not getting much from the message?
Maybe it’s a sign from The Farm, or Walmart at the very least.
Maybe I should go to Walmart, (The farm is too far.)
I’ll go tomorrow!

I may be some kind of Chosen One?
Maybe I am destined to lead my people somewhere?
I’m a loner, I don’t have any people, just five friends, and I’m not even sure they like me?
Maybe I am meant to lead chickens from captivity?
I hope that’s not it? That would be weird.

When I think about it, this Special Carton was destined for me. It was fate. I must realize and embrace my destiny. That was the 3rd, (The Charm,) dozen I chose. The previous two had cracked eggs.
Little did I know how Perfect these were.

I called Guinness after the first two, but they hung-up on me. Three has to be a record. They will listen this time.

Hindsight…I should have saved them for proof. But I didn’t, I ate half of them and threw the others away. All that I can prove is they were good. Well, I guess I can’t even prove that. I should have taken time stamped photographs.

Oh the things we now know that we didn’t know when we should have.

Does Guinness print a new book everytime someone sets a record?

Penwose Out,
By George
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