I Ate The Twins

So on while fixing the awesome scramblers you see in the top of the shot below, I cracked an egg that contained two yolks.

Eggs

Top: Breakfast - Bottom: Two eggs cracked, 3 yolks


In the bottom half of the picture, I’ve only cracked two eggs at this point and have three yolks. This may happen all the time, I dunno, but I’ve never seen it before.

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