Hell yeah, hell yeah.... I'm crankin' up the deep fat fryer right now. Great find for the menu RC!!!
I love bacon but that looks horrific.
My first thought was BOB! Looks like a slab of bacon hijacked by french fries. That can't be good. And NO Bob, that can't be good for you. Megan, you're his future wife, I can't be expected to run interference with him , meat and carbs forever. Stop looking pretty, get your damn ass out of that boat and put the hammer down. The WP
Bacon is like the ultimate food. I mean, I'm not sure anthing could taste bad with bacon on it. I bet it gives those french fries a great flavor. Love it RC! As a matter of fact, I think I will wrap some chicken around that and serve it up to my kids!
At first I was scared, but then I looked closer and, well, I'm learning to love it...
Yeah it's kind of growing on me, too.
Um, not actually growing.
All of you...just knock it off.
It's not growing on me. I'm going to post. But I have a shit-load of stuff to do, so I'll post after I get it all done. Get ready. By he way, where's Bob? Life without Bob is hell. Karen, after the two of you marry you still have to share. Life without Bob would be awful. You can't hoard him. Okay. Thanks babe. *Fluffs pillow for Bob's 199 lb. ass.* What? 198? Did I get it wrong again?
By "he" way, also spelled in America By "the" way. Please.
Suze, when did things change? Since when is it ME and Bob that are to be wed???Shit changes daily around here. I can't keep up. The bacon looks good. Not deep fried with fries, though. I love bacon. Num. VW:: Pievents. That reminds me... I must get some.
karen,what must you get?????????????
Pie vents, of course! :PThey have the cutest little baby bird ones. Pie. Bacon. Bacon pie. Yum.
Third time's a charm. I now think it looks delicious.
Karen, that must have been a Freudian slip or drunken banter, or exhaustion. Who knows?! Sorry Megan. Sorry Karen for getting your hopes up!!! I'm here because I don't want to go to my blog. I got a ticket a few hours ago and I'm still in a funk. It's HUGE. HUGE I tell you. You know the kind. A ball buster. And I don't even have balls, but trust me, it's a ball buster. *Looks down."
Trust me... I'm sure Karen is relieved not to be burdened with me.
Bob, after a $410 fine I'm not willing to put up with crap. Knock it off. You're a catch. Woman say it all the time. Why don't you see it. *Bonks Bob's head with mouse.* WHY DON'T YOU SEE IT? I got a freakin' unfair fine today and I can see why. And there's more...In addition, Rob's, I'm sure's not stopping by tonight, which mean I have to lug out a hug, heavy garbage bin and two (2!!!) recycling bins, filled to the max. Yup, little ole 115 lb me. Life is often unfair. What am I going to do Bob? Not take them out? Not do anything? Nope, it's up to me or nothing gets taken in the morning. And so I'll lug them out. Angry? You bet your fucking ass I am. Why? Because I didn't deserve any of this, but here I am, and so it goes. So Bob, when women say you're a "gem," you probably are. I suggest you listen and take advantage. Not adantage of woman, advantage of the situation!XOThe Expert
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