Picture this: it’s 1 a.m., my fiancé and I are burritoed in bed under separate blankets like emotionally distant raccoons. I, in my infinite chaos, decide this is the PERFECT time to read him a “short bedtime story.” Important context: this man does NOT read splatterpunk and he has a deep, spiritual hatred for eggs. All eggs. Sunny side. Scrambled. Satan’s oval food. Enter this absolute menace of a novella. Eight. Pages. That’s it. Eight pages of pure uncut “what the fuck did I just read.” Sister comes to visit her brother. Brother is meal-prepping like a responsible adult. Sister, this absolute goblin of a human, eats his last two eggs. Or so she thinks. Those eggs? Yeah. They’re the last thing she’ll ever eat. The escalation is unholy. Blink-and-you-miss-it pacing. Zero chill. Straight from “oops I ate your eggs” to “guess I’ll die.” And honestly? I respect it. If someone touched my last gluten-free items I, too, might see red and choose violence. This book is feral. It’s stupid. It’s grotesque. It’s hilarious. It’s an unhinged little egg-fueled fever dream and I loved every cursed second of it. Moral of the story: don’t eat other people’s food. Especially eggs. You vile motherfucker. 🥚
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This is only 8 pages and it's 8 pages of WTF. I don't know if I should be laughing or running for the hills but I would like to know what is going on in Rob Nelson's mind!!! 5 stars for this absolutely batshit crazy read.
This book, if you can call it that, is exactly what it promises: scrambled eggs. At only 8 pages, this was quick, simple, and gone before you can even find the salt. I blinked and it was over. Took me literally five minutes to read — which, honestly, is about how long it takes to make actual scrambled eggs.
Was it bad? No. Was it life-changing? Also no. It was a fun little bite-sized read, but I wanted more on my plate. Give me some toast. Some bacon. Something.
Three stars because I enjoyed it… but I’m still hungry.
Yeah... that was beyond what i was expecting. 10 out of 10 i dont recommend these eggs. First off bravo to jason rowe with another awesome narration! he made the words come off the pages and into my ears like a symphony at the opera. Second i want to say Rob Nelson who hurt you lol must been a sister but all joking aside. This was a dark little tale of why you dont mess with someone's eggs one to many times. Well i am going to go shower and cry in the corner.... and i am going tell everyone to give this a listen you wouldnt regret it
Seeing this was 8 pages, I tried to come in without expectations. That, by far, is the way to do it. What I read was not quite on my list of expectations.
It was actually a lot better than I expected and a fun little story before lunch. Thankfully, I'm not having eggs.
This was… only for the writing… I’ve never read something so disgusting in my entire life… and ugh I wanted to puke. Imagine if the book was an even bigger one… it was extremely fast paced… even too much. But I’m still happy to know that I have still triggers… which all this book (if you can even call it that) was…
Rob Nelson, I have a question. What. The. FUCK?????
I never thought I'd have to take a break from an 8-page novella. Do NOT read this while eating. And don't make the mistake I made and eat scrambled eggs before reading.
This novella is absolutely disgusting, revolting, horrific, god awful. All things it set out to be. Therefore, it gets 4 stars (There were some grammatical errors and I'm annoying, so I have to dock a star from the rating).
This is extreme horror/splatterpunk. Read at your own risk.