I've really tried to keep an open mind...but.....

I really have tried to keep an open mind. Food that looks different, tastes strange (but not bad)...being patient while trying to observe rather than fully understand a conversation...

But today I've reached my breaking point. I can stand it no more.

These are NOT scrambled eggs. I don't care what sign you put next to them. I don't even care that you put ketchup out with them. That mess of god knows what is NOT based on anything that a chicken had anything to do with. Scrambled eggs are light, they don't pour like chunky pudding. They aren't heavy... like if you picked up some lead... All the salt and pepper in this world cannot fix what is broken here.