Today Rorschegg died... i killed him with my bare hands. He was already 3 days old and i feared he would get foul. So i did the only
decision i get left. I ate him. So i took the mustard out the fridge set me down and peeled him off. As i took off the scale i felt, that against my expections Rorschegg was not a hardboiled egg. It was still soft in
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