Blech! You people disgust me! I'd rather stuff a live snake up my nose than eat an egg in which any part of it, white or yellow, hasn't been thoroughly cooked. My wife likes her eggs sunny-side-up like you perverts do and I refuse to cook 'em. She wants me to cook the eggs, she can by God eat 'em scrambled like they're supposed to be cooked. Anyway, since I can't stand the things I've never developed the necessary spatula control to flip 'em without screwin' 'em up.

(MOMMY!!!! He said "spatula"!)