March 10, 2011 Comments Off on Bacon

When I am 108 years old and my time has come to die, I will make myself a big pot of bacon stew, and I will garnish it with bacon and serve it to myself in a bacon bowl. I will eat and eat until I can eat no more, and then I will have bacon for dessert, and I will die peacefully of bacon, which is the happiest and most honorable death any of us can hope for.


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