Lashbear, if you really loved me, you'd set up an avatar for me.

One with bacon in it, to maintain thread relevance. :D

Ps/ What kind of name is Francis Bacon anyway?

Pps/ If Bacon is meat candy, does that mean Sardines are fish candy? Sorry to ask, it's just that sardines and candy in the same sentence just seems...wrong.

youre right
its wrong;)

Something tells me that there is uproarious laughter taking place down under right now.

Hey Captain Jack,

How's it going in San-Bacon-Diego* ? We had a great time in Los Bacon after we saw you last, and San-Bacon-Isco was great too. Did I ever tell you that we got to the San-Bacon-Diego Zoo and watched the humming birds - I love humming birds, but I could never eat a whole one. I love bacon even more.


*Note: Lashbear has gone to work the evening shift, and I don't know what other thread I'm supposed to use for general exchanges, so please don't do flames at me.

Hey Kevy Baby,

I promise this'll be my last post for a while - I hope all is well with you both - and I just remembered something bear and I saw in a swanky store when we were in Japan...it was called (no lie) Whale Bacon. We have a photo for those of you that don't believe us crazy Ozzies. It was in the cold section in a vacuum pack.

[Stop Press - Attention Lashbear]
You know that Avatar I wanted (see earlier post)...could you please find our Whale Bacon pic and scale it down? That way I keep my credibility AND I get a thread-relevant Avatar.

PS/ Kevy, my what a big keyboard you have!

Oh please no - we need MANY more posts from the Stoat!!!

I'm not sure why you would think of Whale Bacon when thinking about us.

Hey, wait a minute...

Origins of Whale Bacon
 

Ok..Ok..

The Origins Of Whale Bacon.

A composition written by Susie-Anne Krellingshaw from Arkansas, aged 11. :rolleyes:

The Japanese people that lived there wanted to eat something. The moms* were little people because they were small. The daddies were little too, but they got into boats to get fish and things in shells. The ocean got rough sometimes, and the daddies vomitted overboard. But not always. To add verisimilitude to this otherwise bald and uninteresting narrative, the daddies would catch a whale for scientific porpoises** and make it into a size that the moms* could carry home. This was very thoughtful, because the people could sign the Kyoto Protocol on account of the fact that whale bacon doesn't emit greenhouse gases. Much, except a bit if it's left out of the takofumibushi for more than a kirotakiochi. Then it stinks.

I once had a goldfish named "Whale". Mr Goldbloom (our neighbour) leaned over the fence and asked me why I was crying. I told him that "Whale" had died, and that I was burying him. He asked me why the grave I had dug was so big. Well, I answered, "It's because your f**king cat ate him".

Susie-Anne Krellingshaw.


*Mothers.
**Like a sardine***, but bigger.
***Sardines are not like candy.

....... :eek: ......

OMFG!