That was most eggs-ellent.
I can't tell whether he poached himself, or simply scrambled his brains. In either case, I guess the yolk's on him, because it is totally game over-easy for him. The life of an egg isn't always what it's cracked up to be; it's really a mere shell of an existence.
Honestly, though... that was awesome. I really liked the animation style; it fit the mood of the piece very well. I've always enjoyed dark versions of nursery rhymes (though, much of their source material is dark to begin with). This was awesome. My mouth kinda fell open when Humpty put the gun in his mouth.
--mister. jones
"To be, or not to be." --Omelet, Act 3, Scene 1