You know how, bam bam bam, several internet things on one topic pop up one after the other? Being as I am aware of all internet traditions, I believe it’s known as a meme. First came news of the world’s first bacon-print, bacon scented tuxedo:
a snip, or should I say a rasher, at $99.95. I’d like it in a skirt, it’d drive our cats nuts.
But to be properly recursive, you’d have to wear it while eating the porcine equivalent of the turducken, Pig-Wrapped Pig-Stuffed Pig – mmmm, bacon with bacon and bacon – or better still,
bacon jerky:
I’m drooling at the thought of lovely intense crisp smoky bacon made even more concentratedly lovely, intense, crisp and smoky… Oh, what wouldn’t I give for a doorstep bacon sandwich dripping with butter and HP sauce and a mug of builders’ tea with 3 sugars right now.
However as I’m on a totally fatfree diet (can’t digest it) a bacon binge is out of the question. It’ll have to be boiled frankfurters instead.
Sometimes life is horribly unfair.
