You Take My Bacon, I Take Your Thumbs. It's an Even Trade

Let me start off by showing you a picture.  This picture is the background of my phone, so I see it everyday.  I see it and I love it.

Can you see it?  The luscious, hot, dripping fat, clinging to a crispy, tasty, and salty bacon?  What you see here was two pounds of premium bacon before I fried it into its metamorphosed state.  That's right.  What was once two pounds of gooey caterpillar was transformed into it's beautiful butterfly form.  I could go on, but I probably shouldn't.  We'd be here all day.

So when I say that this issue cuts me deep, please believe me.

From Alan at Snarkybytes comes something most interesting.  Something evil is in the air.  Something so despicable that I had to put down my thoughts in comic form.  The nanny state has been moving into total control territory at a rapid pace lately, and I'm sure many of you have heard stories about the government trying to regulate foods with "high" amounts of sugar, fat, and salt.  Fat and salt, the two things that make bacon what it is.  Here it is, my next political comic:

This will be the straw that breaks this camel's back.

Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black
Tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can't take the sky from me
There's no place I can be
Since I found Serenity
But you can't take the sky from me... 

Is now

Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the BACON from me
Take me out to the black
Tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can't take the BACON from me
There's no place I can be
Since I found BACONITY
But you can't take the BACON from me...

(Apologies to Joss Whedon, but I'm sure he'll understand)



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