October 28, 2016

Three taxidermists, two cooks from a nearby North Korean resaurant and some hikers, hopelessly lost, mumbling and starving, search the nesting crater of an Ozone Warbler for an egg.
Unfortunately, no egg was found.
"Wait!" the guy with the orange bag says suddenly. "Maybe there's an egg in here. Nope."
"I can't take it any more," cries the hiker in the green shirt in despair. "I'm starving! Where do they put the goddam eggs, anyway?"