How not to bake an egg- a story by Pig and Dawg

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Dawg, noble and wise soul that he is opened the dialogue with a - The first thing and perhaps the most important part which most people don't get about how not to do is..
You don't buy the egg..
You wait for the hens outside to gift wrap you one ?, asked the naive Pig.

To which the wise Dawg replied- No...You'd think so.. wouldn't you... well no.. because once u have an egg.. u know.. u've got to bake it..
The Pig thought a while and remembered- baking an egg is singlehandedly the toughest task at hand for mankind, ranking far ahead of climate change and poverty according to the 2011 Phoney survey.
Dawg shook his wise head and ignored the irrelevant words of the Pig- the second part is..you always mix the baking powder with the egg, because after that no matter how hard you'd try..
you'll end up with a cake.. and not a baked egg..
But sire, the pig butted in- how can we bake an egg with baking power and not end up with a baked cake?
O'Dear Piglet... Said the dawg..You always forget don't you..
You see we never wanted to bake one, it was always about how not to bake an egg ...

And the piglet pondered, feeling lost in such enlightened words
The Dawg interrupted her flow of thoughts with a- But wait..
you are not all lost, for in your innocent query you've struck, in pigese.. as they say.. 'Trash' !!
The trick is to use 'Baking Power' than Baking Powder, You found it oh mysterious piglet..
The Pig found herself swirling in this knowledge and burst into words- But if the purpose of a venture such as this, what we would need is baking-powerlessness not power surely
dawg continued- You see pig...
The power of 'Baking Power' is that it can't bake for shit.. If it could then it would be called Baking Powder.. Where there obviously is no power..You Dig Pig?

And then the Pig saw it all, saw the worth of baking powder and thought to herself- they really should ban baking powder
 And the Dawg howled.. with joy and disgust..
and together they realized- someone should invent baking power and win a Nobel prize

Comments

  1. Anubhuti Sharma30 June 2016 at 12:25

    Hahaha!! I got to be baking something now or I'll feel like a pig!

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