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Batten down the greasy hatches
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WELCOME TO EARTH, OUR CONQUERING SAVIORS!!!
Brackache ate TEN PIECES yesterday! Take him first!!!
Or was it Black Jake?
I need to go into the archives and check.
I wish you’re names weren’t so close together.
And it doesn’t help that you’re always agreeing with each other.
It was Black Jake. His name is blue, mine is not. Also, I wear glasses. And no, we have not always agreed. He chastened me quite unfairly regarding the largely unsuccessful civic duty day.
Does this help, Mr. Dyslexia?
ehcuod gab
Go get him, Mark!
tub hole.
If I had larger gaps between my teeth, I could floss with bacon.
My God, that piece of bacon looks so good! As long as you’re updating the look of the site, how about always having that up? Maybe on the sidebar? I swear your traffic would double.
My God that looks delicious…
I couldn’t help notice that there’ve been a lot of posts about bacon lately. I’m curios how this bacon blog obsession came about.
It’s a fetish, somewhat like duct tape and WD-40 fetishes. That’s what I’ve determined since I last asked that question.
I was raised thinking that bacon grew out of the bottoms of pigs. My dad told me that farmers would go and pull it out of their butts in the morning, after gathering the eggs from chickens. If you want, I can send you a childhood drawing of this. I keep it on a shelf in my office.
I want to see that drawing.
I feel aroused by your post Paw. Is that wrong?
I no longer want to see that drawing.
Since February 4th, Mark has been in this downward spiral rambling on almost exclusively about bacon. If there are any mental health care professionals in the reading audience here, can we get you to go check on him?
Should we lock him in a closet and make him eat a whole package of bacon?
Road trip, anyone?
(After lunch, we can head to the outlet malls across the street to buy new pants.)
If only someone made bread slice sized pork rinds, that sandwich would be perfect!
Robert,
I thought bacon was an upward spiral given Mark’s past, um, “interests”.
Pigs eat more people each year than sharks. They apparently find us delicious. I don’t have any problem eating them first.
And I’d love to ride a log flume of blood. It sounds like a lot more fun than, say, a freeway of love.
why can’t we eat our pig and shave it too?
Barber, barber, shave a pig!
How many hairs to make a wig?
Four and twenty – that’s enough!
Give the barber a pinch of snuff.
I like snuff. You can do it on an airplane.