They say that a picture is worth 1,000 words. While they may ring true, it is my belief that every picture like a book tells a story with a beginning, middle, and end. The picture shown above may look to the simple mind like a picture of a design someone did where they cracked an egg and made it seem like the lead egg curb stomped him or something that gruesome while the others looked on in shock. However, this is more than that, this picture is a tragic story of a life taken by a cruel mind and the trauma suffered by those who witnessed a cold blooded murder that day. This is the story of a killer egg and its poor victims.
There were two eggs named James and David. Both of the eggs were making jokes about people as they came by. A third egg named Judith appeared and the eggs started making jokes about her to each other. Judith, however wasn't quite affected by the jokes as she knew both of the eggs were just two jokers from her old high school. However the next passerby the boys would make a joke about would change their lives forever.
Bruce was just an office worker. He worked from 9-5 everyday dealing with a nagging boss and coming home to a nagging wife and sleeping with a nagging back pain as his spine wasn't exactly straight. James and David proceeded to start making jokes about Bruce, his posture, and his figure. A long life of living had turned Bruce rotten on terms of his attitude and his frustration. He turned to James and David and scolded them for their jokes only to hear a snicker from one of them.
Bruce was not sure which of the two eggs had said it but at that point it no longer mattered. Bruce turned to a laughing David where he shoved him to the ground, James stood up for his fallen friend only to be shoved forcefully to the ground and right in front of David's appalled eyes and the poor Judith, Bruce jumped and smashed James into many pieces instantly spilling his yoke all over the concrete and all over Judith and David. David suddenly burst into tears as he witnessed his friend dying in front of him and the yoke of his friend spilling all over the canvas and all over him and poor Judith who was in so much shock that she just couldn't express any emotion except for total and utter shock at the cold blooded killing of James the Egg. Bruce turned around and walked away with an angry grin on his face and years of frustration boiling all over his inner self. In the end, no one would ever forget the cold-blooded killing of James T. Egg by Bruce T. Egg(no relation).
They say a picture is worth 1,000 words but I think that a picture like any other medium tells a beginning, middle and end. The beginning of this catastrophe on an egg-stravagant scale was just two men making jokes about the people walking down the street in front and by them. Then upon seeing Bruce T. Egg they began making jokes on him. When they did not listen to his warnings, he took justice in his own way and took the life out of James T. Egg and forever changed the lives of Judith and David T. Egg. That was the story of the killer egg and his poor victims.
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