John found, at his local pub, what must be the saddest pickled egg on record. John notes that “If I’d been stuck in a jar of vinegar for a few months, I’d be frowning too.” What might be sadder is that when John returned to take a better photo— someone had already consumed the melancholy egg.
The Mysterious Message of ‘JUUG’
From a time when text messages were sent by eggplant.
