Bacon Roses

April 20, 2012

I was speaking with a neighbor the other day about how my religion prohibits exercise – hail Satan! – and has as its primary sacraments Bacon and Cheesecake (the finest in the world comes, of course, exclusively from Junior’s on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn).

Later that same day I was perusing pages on the InterWebs and came across this photo (below).

More proof, as if any was needed, that there’s nothing that can’t be improved by adding bacon. . .


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