Question is: Does anyone enjoy the thought of beieng someware public and then having a few eggs broken while inside your panties, and then having to walk through a shopping center or public place feeling all squelie with a full undercarrage.

Althow the 'image' of the Egg smash would be awesom, its about the descrete knoladge of suffering in silence, with out it beieng to obvious to others?

Let a couple Cadbury eggs slowly melt whilst you are out and about in public.

I enjoy the thought of someone locked in a pillory or stocks in public and have eggs thrown at them.