I don't know about your dad, but mine has some typical father-like qualities. Things like a penchant for shop tools and barbecues and red meat. Although Dad and I don't agree on how we like our bacon cooked, we both…
Not to disparage the fine state of Iowa, but I've never had the compulsion to go there. I've probably driven through it on one of my family's many road trips across the country, but I can't say I remember anything…
Here's a lovely piece of truth from poopbear. See more of Mr. Poopbear's art here, and let this little reminder carry you through the day until you can get home and have some bacon. Sometimes its the only thing makes…
I know this is Brutus' day to post, but he couldn't make it. Something about grandma being in town and boatloads of ham. In his absence, I thought I'd bring you something both animal and bacon related. And what could…
In the tradition of seeing the Virgin Mary on your tortilla or the Shroud of Turin on your toast, this nice lady saw a vision of hippos in her rashers. And I think this may be a true miracle, because…