In the words of the late, great Mitch Hedberg:
“I went to a restaurant and I ordered a chicken sandwich, but I don’t think the waitress heard me ’cause she asked how I’d like my eggs. So I tried answering her anyways. ‘INCUBATED! Then hatched, then raised, then beheaded, then plucked, then cut up, then put onto a grill, then put onto a bun. Damn, it’s gonna take a while. I don’t have the time. Scrambled!’”