So, there I was, minding my own business and chatting with my breakfast when I was rudely accused of being weird. Me! Weird? Hah!Could it be because not only was I talking to my homemade egg McMuffin as I assembled it, but that it was talking back? In a high squeaky, egg-and-cheesy voice? Can't be!
I remain firm - I am SO not weird. Really.
Quack!
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