Chapter 3: The Great Wronger's Guide to Making Breakfast
As the sun rises over the Wronger's Kitchen, I, the Great Wronger, stand victorious over my latest culinary masterpiece: a plate of scrambled eggs, burnt to a crisp.
My trusted sidekick, a trusty toaster named Steve, has failed me once again. This time, I've managed to set off the fire alarm, alerting the entire neighborhood to my incompetence.
But I press on, undeterred. After all, a Wronger is not one to be deterred. I add a dash of paprika to the eggs, and a pinch of salt, and voila! A dish fit for the gods... or at least, for the Wronger.
I take a step back to admire my handiwork, but not before being forced to evacuate the kitchen due to the sound of my neighbors banging on the door, demanding that I take the eggs with me.