Oh, there you are, blue. Hey, remember that guy wanting apology about brake chatter? We going back and forth like a hole in a submarine about you wearing out the brake carrier threads on the forksandshit. Sandupandeliver. Yeah, you be drinking yourself silly wrecking liver wondering what this is all about.
I have here my ball and chain I have to deal with for decades, she's boiling eggs for the parade. Well, that was last night. I said, leave me one boiled egg and you can have the rest, I'm making a test. She pencil marks her eggs and now the argument begins.
The personal bet to myself was a 3rd party telling me how they want their eggs boiled. Not only that, I happen to hear the same process of boiling eggs on some cooking show I walk in to serve someone lunch/dinner-who remembers. All I remember was the same egg boiling time and now do I hear, TIME?
So, here I carry the pan back to the stove. I see the egg a little light in water level but I will get back to that. She, with here eggs, tosses ice in a bowl with cold running water and 5 other eggs. This morning, she's frosting orange yummy over puffyboy; the bacon is sizzling, I'm popping off cork. Next comes the practical-theory-abstract she has to put up with, she makes science in her world and I just want an answer in my tiny circle.
Her theory goes; I place the eggs in the water so the egg contracts from the shell and it is easier to remove, plus it is better to boil older eggs so the shell and shit comes off and OK, I got the abstract and boy here it cums on your ass lady!
I said I wanted to remove said gray matter in egg and the 3rd party would reject your egg and starve I need to get the TIMING RIGHT! By the time I watched her [me, in high anticipation] listening to her show me how the egg shell left the egg intact and 'Then Came [the slice down the middle like] Bronson' did it come.
The moment she half'dat egg, I chased that gray ring all the way around the yoke. Then the abstract back in your face began. I said to look at that gray and did you not... And there I was interrupted and was told she was not making, "restaurantypeggs" was the comment. I then proceeded to take the unmarked egg and made sure she rolled that egg in her hands, we were on the same page [or egg] as it were.
That egg started to roll in my hand now, like a brake lever can and she was just peeling off rubber on the... I got carried away with my abstract. And when I caught just enough to separate the shell as one whole piece, I said my egg was in the pan still cooking and I did not ice-release my shell- HELLO! I then asked what was up with her theory if I pulled shell without her theory was more jerking her chain slack.
I then cut my egg in half and then pointed out the science to the teacher. She being a teacher and all that, did not want to hear my science. I then explained how I answered my own question as I saw [gray] and no shit! Where the egg was not fully submerged but that part of the egg cooling off too soon; brought on the gray matter of fact!
And that simple science brings me back to tire chatter not brake matter. I have a HUGE case of brake chatter and that front tire is now too scary-hairy for me to hook it in a turn or chase squid up the rockstore. LOL
If she wants an apology because all her gray egg yoke is the joke is not on me, fella wanting apology. I think you have egg on your face and guy...
IT IS NOT MY FAULT EYE TRIED TO EXPLAIN THAT WAS ONE SHITTY TIRE TO CHANGE = NO MORE FRONT WHEEL CHATTER ~ Hello! Now she is back boiling eggs to fry you wanting some ragheadie dear me... Cha Ching'D! YOU DIDIE DID! OFF WIT YOUR DICK ass it were!