The idle musings of a former military man, former computer geek, medically retired pastor and now full-time writer. Contents guaranteed to offend the politically correct and anal-retentive from time to time. My approach to life is that it should be taken with a large helping of laughter, and sufficient firepower to keep it tamed!
When I was a kid I used to call this kind of thing a Fried Mess. Mine often had chopped buttered toast, sliced sausages, a can of spaghetti, plus onions and of course the egg. Beautiful!
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When I was a kid I used to call this kind of thing a Fried Mess. Mine often had chopped buttered toast, sliced sausages, a can of spaghetti, plus onions and of course the egg. Beautiful!
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