Labor Day weekend was a great break from not laboring. I went to Dave and Busters for the first time and scored a sweet Jonas Brothers locked diary for 375 points.
A great addition to my life, I think.
Saturday was extra special, because I was left dumbfounded and speechless, something that does not occur often, let me tell you. I made an innocent comment about how my laffy-taffy fruit roll up thing looked like bacon, when one of my companions remarked, "eww...I hate bacon."
I may have spent the rest of the night staring at him and asking things like, "ALL bacon? Bacon bits? Turkey bacon? Why do you hate life? Are you suicidal?"
Seriously! Bacon! God's perfect food!
3 comments:
no one, who is "normal" can hat ebacon...if they do, send it my way...crisp and over cooked please!
I prefer beggin strips myself.
I got really excited about Anon's comment above... thought something called ebacon had been invented then realized it was a typo.
Then I got really sad.
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