The angry eggs wake up with splitting headaches and the faint smell of last nightās barbecue still clinging to their shells. The pickup trucks are parked, the bonfire is out, and reality is waiting. By sunrise the eggs are standing in line for coffee, some in safety vests, others in wrinkled office shirts, all pretending this is normal. The clatter of keyboards, the hum of forklifts, the endless drone of meetings. The angry eggs are at your real life work now, and they are not happy about it.
whimsical Pixar style CGI animation of an angry anthropomorphic egg as a redneck with a long scruffy beard and tattoos, wearing a red bandana and brown and green camo pants, driving a souped-up modified lawn mower in a mower race on a dirt track marked with hay bales ; mad, angry, crazed ; redneck egg ...