Omlette
"Love, this is delicious." Said the wife, wolfing down the breakfast I made her. "It's the best omelette I've ever tasted."
"I knew you'd like it." I said. "It must be the eggs."
"Really? Where'd you get them from?" She asked.
"I knew you'd like it." I said. "It must be the eggs."
"Really? Where'd you get them from?" She asked.
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