It's What's For Breakfast

My wife was in the kitchen preparing to boil eggs for breakfast. Then I walked in.
She turned to me and says, "You've got to make love to me -- this very moment."
My eyes lit up and I thought, "This is my lucky day!"

Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and gave it my all - right there on the kitchen table.

Afterwards she said, "Thanks," and returned to the stove.

More than a little puzzled, I asked, "What was that all about?"

She explained, "The egg timer's broken."