Dad, on Eggs (and Ex-Boyfriends)

[Necessary background information: Richie is my ex-boyfriend. Dad did not think much of him.]

 

Dad, filling up the beer fridge:

 

"The eggs are in the way." 

 

"So take them out. Eggs don't need to be in the fridge." 

 

"What? No, they'll go bad. They come out of a hot hen, and then they either turn into a chick or they go in the fridge." 

 

"Think about it though: that chick lives off the yolk for a month and it doesn't go bad. They don't need to be in the fridge. Richie's family had chickens and they never put their eggs in the fridge." 

 

"Yeah but look at what happened to him."