Frying an egg on the sidewalk, part 2 Buttering the asphalt. Cracking the egg. Vince insisted on wearing his fuzzy slippers. Go figure. Voila. Fried egg. Kind of.
4 thoughts on “Frying an egg on the sidewalk, part 2”
How about some taost and jam with that egg. Hang in there. It is hot here too if that helps any.
All the martin men are wearing orange! Cute!
Wow…it worked! Good job fellas, sorry it is THAT hot there though! It is pouring down rain here in Indiana right now.
It is very nice here in Boston. I have to wear jack in office today.