“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.”
I went downstairs this morning and said to Señora, “What about fixing me some eggs for breakfast?”
She replied, “Are your arms broken? I know you know where the skillet is. You put it up last night after you washed the dishes.”
She went on to add, “Besides who do you think you are, the King of England, wanting eggs for breakfast. We’re not jet setters around here who can afford such luxuries.”
All of which reminded of a story about my daughter from when she was in 5th grade: $40 A$$
For an interesting comparison of egg prices: Price of eggs in Mexico