MackTate: Are you crazy? I'm not eatin' them unless they're scrambled.

Big guy: No WAY dude. Scrambled's boring.

MackTate: I'm telling you, scrambled or you walk away.

Big guy: Scrambled is for pussies.

MackTate: Scrambled is where it's at. Fried's just a big 'ol mess—you got yolk everywhere.

Big guy: Dude. The yolk is the best part.

MackTate: Yolk is nasty. You scramble. You put it in a tortilla. Oh yeah, it's on.

Big guy: As I said, scrambled is for LOSERS. Sunny side up, side of hash browns, toast points.

MackTate: Get out of here with your toast points. What the hell is a toast point anyway?

Big guy: You know, when you cut the toast sideways and make triangles out of each side…

MackTate: It's a toast triangle, dude. Not a point.

Big guy: Preferably—RYE toast points. Uh-huh.

MackTate: What, are you fuckin' crazy? Rye toast? Tortillas.

Big guy: Tortillas are for migas.

MackTate: And migas require the scramble. But migas have too much extra shit in them.

Big guy: That's the beauty of the fried egg. Nothin' to interrupt the egg taste sensation.

MackTate: I stand firm. Scrambled. Or nothing.

-Shakira 09.30.02