
Dir: Manuel Ferrara
Rating: 9
ManuelFerrara.com/Evilangel.comThe eggs were dry and hours old. The heat lamp had raped them of their flavor, leaving hardened cheese and grease running down their legs. The sight of it was rather sickening. One sign read, "With Cheese," the other, "Without Chese." The second e had clearly been forgotten and written above the space it was meant to be. An arrow pointed down to let you know, This is where this stray e belongs. "Was it so much trouble to make another sign, spelled correctly?" the man wondered, unsure if he was making the worst decision of his life. He saw no difference between the eggs "With Cheese" or "Without Cheese." He did see a difference in the biscuits. Some were burnt. Some were not. But mostly, they were burnt. "Who buys premade breakfast from a grocery store anyway? Sort of goes against the point of shopping for groceries, doesn't it?" he asked himself. He opted for some fresh fruit instead.
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