egg paradise.. OR HELL?

Recipe for disaster:

1. Give 2 starving people the task of making 3 loaves of egg mayo sandwiches in a night.
2. Throw in another 3 loaves of ham & cheese sandwiches and 3 extra pairs of hands.
3. Ensure that the people do not know exactly what they are doing, inducing hilarious one-liners as a result:
   "that's my template" - meng, trying to hide the fact that he has no clue as to how to cut a sandwich into triangular quarters when he proudly showed off a slice of bread neatly sliced into um, 2 rectangles.
   "return of the bread monster!" - chrees on the monstrous growing pile of egg mayo sandwiches.
   
   
4. Make sure there is always some wastage of food, be it by the horribly inaccurate estimation of ingredients required or easier still, by the accidental flipping over of the plate of completed sanwiches.
   
   
5. Next, and most importantly, insert a dose of creativity and a tribute to the very reason why we were slogging through a friday night:

But somehow or the other, the sandwiches still managed to get done before sunrise... mission accomplished.

and now we're ready for the picnic tomorrow, where other poor souls will have to consume our snacks. haha :)