You have arrived. Eggcellent. But do not eggnore my warning when I tell you that you've been learning history all wrong...
This may not go over easy... You see, being born an egg isn't all it's cracked up to be.
You see, I didn't have parents but my dad must have met a chick and had seggs. I grew up in an eggnostic, self-run household with my siblings.
As a kid, I was something of a devilled egg
EGGSCUSE ME!!!
SENTENCED OUT OF THE FRYING PAN!!
After his sentence, I soon found out what lay beyond the frying pan. I could not RUN - I found myself teetering on a wall, utterly scrambled and eggcentric.
Do not let the Red Queen's eggcellent illusions fool you...
And I'm not eggsactly eggstatic to be here, but here we are...