A rather crotchety old man went to stay with his nephew and niece.

At breakfast the first morning, his niece asked sweetly: Uncle, how would you like your eggs, scrambled or fried?”

“One fried, one scrambled,” the old man replied gruffly.

After breakfast his niece asked: “Did you enjoy your breakfast, Uncle?”

“No,” he replied. “You scrambled the wrong egg!”

~ Lord Maybray-King

Ego, Scrambled or Fried