Waitress: “And how would you like your eggs? Scrambled? Over easy?”
Me: “Big naturals, please.”
“𝘈𝘯𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯.” — William Gibson – 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝗭𝗲𝗿𝗼