Picture this: You’re hosting a fancy brunch, proudly showing off your kitchen gadgets.
Suddenly, someone asks, “Where do you keep your eggs?”
With a smirk, you reveal the Automatic Scrolling Egg, give it a delicate tap, and—BAM!—an egg rolls out like it’s auditioning for Dancing with the Stars.
“What’s that?” they ask.
“Oh, just my egg valet,” you say.
Now you’ve got everyone mesmerized by a literal conveyor belt of breakfast dreams. And when someone drops their toast, you whisper, “Don’t worry—up to 30 eggs… wherever you need them.”
You’re not just serving brunch. You’re serving drama.
