And that’s why I’m glad I have a blog. Because on Facebook, any conversation–literally, any conversation–inevitably turns into a conversation about food.
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“Country XYZ might go into civil war.”
“That sucks. Their government is messed up. I love XYZian food!”
“Me too!”
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“I had a great workout today. I feel so healthy.”
“You go, girl! You know what else studies have shown is good for you? A diet of lard and bacon.”
“Mmmmmm, bacon.”
“Bacon.”
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“I feel depressed. There’s an emptiness in my life.”
“Awwwww, you need chocolate.”
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*cute picture of goats*
“Goats are tasty!”
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“What’s the meaning of life?”
“I thought it was bacon…?”
Either we’re a society obsessed with gluttony…or, bacon really is the meaning of life, and I’ve missed out on it all this time. Not sure which one is the case.
eurobrat 
04/03/2014 at 7:44 pm
I love bacon!
04/04/2014 at 7:37 am
I have to admit, I don’t worship the bacon the way most of my friends do. This makes me a heretic, I know.
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