One question: Where’s the blood?

Battery eggs. Sounds fucking militant doesn’t it? Well here are two friends missing battery eggs. Seriously, what happened to the big egg? We want more yolk; nay, all the yolk. Chant our slogan, “More egg, less money!” It certainly has a ring to it. What happened at the Campus Center? We thought bigger was better. It’s the American way: capitalism, baseball, apple pie and battery eggs.

Think back to the good ole days. Protesting those yummy ass eggs on the campus center steps. It made us feel something to clog those steps. We were a collective one. In the time of false aspirations, what shall we unite for? Gender blind, squash court living, I don’t think so. Some of us need a real issue to back. I want to stab the yolk and see blood flow out.

Let’s reinstate the battery egg so we can protest against them once again! Equal eggs for all, this isn’t a communist regime?

One love. Big eggs.

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