A Yolk for You

A reporter hears about an old Indian chief with a phenomenal memory. He decides to interview the chief so he tracks him down and knocks on the chief's door.


The chief opens the door and the reporter says, "How."

The chief replies, "How."

The reporter says, "I hear that you have a prodigious memory."

"This is true," says the chief.

"Well, what did you have for breakfast 25 years ago today?" the reporter asked, testing the chief.

Without hesitation, the chief replied, "Eggs."

The reporter was polite but didn't think there was much of a story here. And so he went on his way.

25 years later, the reporter was retired and traveling the country and happened to be in the chief's neck of the woods. He says to himself, "I think I'll see if that old Indian chief is still around."

He finds the chief's house and knocks on the door and sure enough the old chief answers the door.

The reporter said, "How."

The chief replied, "Scrambled."