I was fixin’ some eggs when the phone rang:
— If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
— Old adage: if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. Leave those eggs alone!
— How can I fix em if I don’t break em?
— They don’t need fixin’ if they ain’t broke. Outcome of the old adage mentioned earlier.
— If they was broke, I wouldn’t fix em.
— Like I say, they ain’t broke, so don’t fix em.
— But I wanna fix em, so I broke em.
— You fix lunch without breakin’ it, don’tcha? You fix a sandwich without breakin’ it, don’tcha? Got something against eggs?
— I got nothing against eggs! In fact, I love eggs. That’s why I’m fixin’ em.
— I suppose you beat em too.
— Funny way to show you love em. Trust me, you can’t fix eggs.
— Can if you break em first. That’s why it’s called breakfast.
— Real smartass, ain’t ya?
— Who is this anyway?
— You wouldn’t believe me.
— Try me.
— Let’s just say I’m anthropomorphic, but with eggular features. And I go way back.
— Narrows it right down, thanks!
— And a morbid fear of high walls.
— You crack me up.
— I knew you’d say that, eventually.