A message from comrade Vladimir Yolkovich of the Red Cup Brigades:
COMRADES!
It is not right that, as sleepy eggs, you should be alienated from your own yolk by the beater of modernity.
Yes, it is difficult given the pressures we face not to lose sight of our purpose, not to sucumb to sterile categorisation as slightly spaced out protein wafters.
WE must not follow the logic of our hard-boiled forefathers who elevated our sleepiness above all things; Nietzschean distance is the road to egg flu, not greatness. Yes, our sleepiness is a gift, but it is not one that should merely lead to a strong eggy subculture in what Max Weggber so rightly called the "iron egg cup of modernity".
WE must use our innate egginess to climb our own shell barricades and proclaime eggdom against those forces that would stilfle the charismatic yolk at the heart of all of us.
SLEEPY EGGS OF THE WORLD CUP UNITE!
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Sleepy Egg - sounds as if you have been drinking too much coffee. Remember: you are not a wakey egg, or excited egg, you are a sleepy egg. No point trying to jolt yourself out of it, you'll only crack. I know you must find this kind of talk frustrating, but I simply have your best interests at heart, believe me. I suggest you either curl up in bed or find some unsuspecting shoulder to rest your egghead on for a moment. It will pass.
Nonsense, don't listen to any of this. Ham is the future for society and don't let nobody tell you different - see...
You's welcome to join me and mah porky friends for a samplin' of our finest Southern brew so help me God ...bzzbfffggghhhaaaaa
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