The Apocalypse is Nigh

So I'm baking a cake for my friend Paul's 30th birthday and it's not going well, but that's another story. I'm making the cake in stages and I'm mixing the batter for the second part of the cake when I crack an egg into my measuring cup and discover it's a double yolk. Cool. I show Sam. He isn't terribly impressed. So I crack the second egg and discover it's also a double yolk. Freaky, right?? (Sam still isn't impressed.) But I thought it was weird so I took a picture:

Then I decide that my cake pan needed more batter so I set out to mix more. I crack the first egg and it's normal, but when I cracked the second-- you guessed it--double yolk. Really freaky!!! I took another picture:


Now, I'm starting to feel a little uneasy. I bake a lot. And when I say "a lot" I mean really. So I've cracked my fair share of eggs, right??!!? And occasionally you come across a double yolk, but I have never come across 3 in the same day.

I think the world may be coming to an end. . . .

P.S. I wanted to crack the rest of the eggs to see how many more there were, but I figured that was unnecessary and wasteful. But mostly I didn't want to get in trouble with Chris.