Not only do I want to own an Egg-Mobile,

but I might have to live in one! Check this out. While this guy might be a little out there, let's face it ... if you could get your hands on all the eggs a girl could want for $2 a day, wouldn't you think twice before scoffing?

As of December 15, I'm officially unemployed and homeless. Awesome! I'm so glad that I spent years studying my ass off and working more than 12 hours a day while selling my soul to the corporate devil to find myself dreaming about how many blissful and every-loving, belly-filling delicious bird fetuses that $2 a day in feed for chickens could buy me.

But, seriously folks, the simplicity of it. Don't you -- too -- want your own Egg-Mobile? In an attempt to scare off the local yocals, Justin and mine will be painted hideously bright colors and will emit noxious fumes when the door handle is jiggled. Consider yourself warned.