

i would be a connoisseur of bacon, ice cream, and bacon ice cream.
but i don't have anything to fry except rice and squirrel doesn't taste that good, especially plastic squirrel.
bacon ain't what you're macon.
reading and bacon, i've needed one of these days.
emotes.
why would you have cotton candy when you can just have bacon.
bonus.
always call off a date if you don't agree on how bacon should be cooked.
if i could afford to eat bacon every meal for the rest of my life... i wouldn't care if i only lived seven more months.
bugsytarian.
bacon persuasion.
first find a niche, then expand.
gotta brush the eating machine.
acclamation of people.
i have an impulsive need to have things quantified.
mmm bacon, i'm pretty sure it will be the death of me.
also, i find myself to be a very reminiscent and reflective person.
bacon fetish.
training for the british bobsled team.
perhaps, and quite possibly, the answer all comes down to fear of commitment.
i have a thing for girls with rosy cheeks, either lightly sunburned or from the cold of winter.
beer, brats, and burgers are a good way to wrap up a day that started with bacon, beer, and sausage and was filled in the middle with football, sunshine, and friends.
I dont mind doing the same thing every day, but I hate doing the same thing the same way every day.
Note to the NBA. I'd like to see you guys take 23 stitches and return later the same game. The NHL would thug you.
Unfortunately there is no bacon in the penalty box, if there was players would be intentionally getting penalties all the time.
copiers are the root of all evil, not money.
mmm speaking of nutrition, i want some bacon.
it'll be three years in may, i'm not sure how i feel about that.
cologne? axe body spray? screw that, just hand me the febreze.
if you're reading this, just to let you know, it doesn't take much to make me feel guilty.
Hating you is like hating bacon ... impossible.
no hour gobblers in my office.
my goal is to win one costume contest this year.
fool me once, strike one, fool me twice, strike three.
i can't tell if i hear dripping rain or if it's sizzling bacon, i really hope it's the latter.
i was kind of going for corny, it's my m.o.
you should probably get a new stomach, that's the problem, a stomach that hates ice cream and bacon? that's like a flower that hates sunlight.
i am more concerned with today than i am tomorrow, yet i am more concerned with tomorrow than i am yesterday.