There are still things in this life that catch me off guard. This particular incident shouldn't have, I feel I have been alive long enough to make something like this less than surprising. None the less this instance fascinated me. I cracked the first egg, egg white and yolk check. Cracked the second, egg white and yolk, wait what? Two, now isn't that novel. I never thought chickens had twins. However, this seems like an excellent business venture. It may seem like mad science at first, breeding a race of chickens that only produce 2 plus embryos per egg, but it becomes far less strange when you consider what we are already eating. Given American's propensity for eating chicken breast, the chickens are pumped so full of steroid they can barely stand due to their enormous breasts. So why not take it a step further and put some fertility drugs into the roid cocktail, and we could have a master race of big breasted ultra-fertile chickens. No one really likes egg white anyway. Imagine cracking open a egg and happening upon an 8 yolker, what a scrambled egg that would make. Sunny side up? I think yes. A veggie omelet will finally have a chance to taste good. Sure we're playing god, but worse things have been done in the name of delicious.