Stumble it!An egg bomb.
That’s what you get when you get hungry in the midnight and decide to boil an egg in an open pan and leave it on the stove and completely forget about it as you chat with someone on the internet.
Shock.
That’s what I felt when I faintly heard some sort of explosion from the kitchen and remembered the two eggs I left on the stove to boil all by themselves.
Shock + Amazement.
The combination of what I felt when I went out of the computer room to the kitchen and
(1) saw the dried up and browned pan with one cracked and cratered egg, similarly browned as the pan, and,
(2) after I finally remembered that I put two eggs in the pan, realized that the other egg was missing, and finally,
(3) saw that there are egg shell pieces and hardened egg yolks and whites scattered and splattered from across the floor tiles to the kitchen counter and to the kitchen walls.
I never thought such kind of scene could exist for real. I never thought such explosions and splattering of food (eggs for instance?) could happen outside of comic books and cartoons!
(Gosh. I have yet to see if I also have to wipe some “egg shrapnels” off the fridge and the clothes hanging near the stove.)
