A small handfull of friends and I have a not so funny inside joke about bacon. The punchline for one reason or another is "don't disrespect the bacon."
oh yeah i had to come tell you the whole story! haa
well there isn't really much to it... my mom had made blt's for supper one night, and i think i was 4 or 5. there was lots of leftover bacon that she just put out on the table so i just kept eating and eating and eating... then all of a sudden i had to puke. but i couldn't puke because i was basically not breathing. i dunno it was weird. so they rushed me to emerg. and i sat in there finally able to puke my life out into a grocery bag. all i remember is that it smelled and looked like peanut butter. the doctors fucked around with me for a while and gave me a finger puppet to take home. i got home around 3am with a diagnosis of 'too much bacon'
i blame my parents for letting me eat the shit nonstop.
Honestly...I defy you to name a foodstuff that bacon doesn't instantly make better. You can't, 'cuz there is none!
And don't say ice cream, because it would even make that better!
(christ, how bored must i be?)
well there isn't really much to it... my mom had made blt's for supper one night, and i think i was 4 or 5. there was lots of leftover bacon that she just put out on the table so i just kept eating and eating and eating... then all of a sudden i had to puke. but i couldn't puke because i was basically not breathing. i dunno it was weird. so they rushed me to emerg. and i sat in there finally able to puke my life out into a grocery bag. all i remember is that it smelled and looked like peanut butter. the doctors fucked around with me for a while and gave me a finger puppet to take home. i got home around 3am with a diagnosis of 'too much bacon'
i blame my parents for letting me eat the shit nonstop.