For my last birthday, a friend of mine bought me a mega pack of pre-cooked bacon and a carton of cigarettes. I thought, is she trying to say “Die already bitch” or giving me exactly what I wanted (I love my friends). And I always wondered how they made that shit (the bacon, not the ciggies):
April 25, 2008 at 3:57 pm
The history of bacon? Well, I liked the statue of Sir Francis…