I eat eggs for breakfast every mornig. This morning, we were were out of eggs, which I casually mentioned to my wife before she went to bring the kids to school. I was really, really hoping she would have done a nice deed for me, and stopped to get eggs on the way home. But deep down, I knew that wasn't going to happen, and it didn't. So I ended up running out to get eggs. When I got home, she had the audacity to ask me to COOK HER FUCKING EGGS FOR BREAKFAST!! Which of course, I fucking did. WHY??