Welcome to my Saucy-Sunday-Reflections, where I ponder the meaninglessness of life while simultaneously pondering the importance of Sunday brunch.
Today, I reflected on the existential crisis of running out of saucy sauce during a Sunday morning omelette.
I realized that the only thing that truly matters in life is the ratio of saucy sauce to egg yolk. It's a delicate balance, much like the balance between being a functioning member of society and being a slovenly slob.
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