Day 194:
There are no other survivors. They've all been egged (talk about hard boiled cluck). The chickens are over running the streets. Even if we fight back, they return as zombeggs. We've scrambled for supplies but to no avail, we assumed it to be too over easy. They nest everywhere. It's impossible to fight off the hoards now that buttereggs are bombing everywhere. On the sunny side, we've stayed alive this long. This may be our last stand, we've been surrounded... This is not a yolk... We fight when we see the whites of their eyes!
KNEEL BEFORE US YOU PETTY RESISTANCE! CHICKENS SHALL RULE ALL!
For real though, I used literally every egg I own *sobs*
There are no other survivors. They've all been egged (talk about hard boiled cluck). The chickens are over running the streets. Even if we fight back, they return as zombeggs. We've scrambled for supplies but to no avail, we assumed it to be too over easy. They nest everywhere. It's impossible to fight off the hoards now that buttereggs are bombing everywhere. On the sunny side, we've stayed alive this long. This may be our last stand, we've been surrounded... This is not a yolk... We fight when we see the whites of their eyes!
KNEEL BEFORE US YOU PETTY RESISTANCE! CHICKENS SHALL RULE ALL!
For real though, I used literally every egg I own *sobs*
