Quote Originally Posted by Hogleg View Post
Well when the daddy chicken loves the mommy chicken very much, and even absent the present of a rooster, the mommy chicken will pass an ovoid shape through her cloaca. Sometimes we eat those things.

Oh, ego.

OK, when the mommy toaster loves the freezer very much, sometimes we put frozen round disks in the toaster slot, so that the toaster warms them and they pop up nice and warm. We eat them, sometimes with the things that come from the chicken combo ass/vagina.

Oh, right, ego.

Karl Jung had a theory that the ego as Freud saw it was merely a complex. A focus on the I and an unwillingness to open oneself beyond their limited existence. Freud I'm sure disagreed, but we can't really know.
Look at me, my name is hogs and I know stuff and junk and wear ties and write **i*, blah blah blah.