Eggs

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(I am working a morning shift at a cafe. We are serving breakfast. A little boy and his mother enter the cafe.)
Me: So, what will it be?
Child: I wish to devour the unborn
(There is a sudden silence and everyone turns to look. The mother looks very embarrassed.)
Mother: Eggs... he would like some eggs...

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