Meet My ManBacon
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I know sometimes it might seem like this blog is all about me. And my crush on bacon.
But, the truth is…
There is someone else.
We shall call him … ManBacon.
ManBacon meets all the high standards I have for a boyfriend: He meets the bacon standard.
He is very patient with my crazy bacon experiments. He eats my bacon experiments. He even pretends to LIKE my bacon experiments, and in a rather convincing manner. He doesn’t mind when I make a giant bacon-y mess of the kitchen, or when my hair smells like a fry-shack, or when I have a dirty bacon smear on my shirt.
See why it works out? 
Anyway, enough of the soggy bacon mush. You can expect to see his character — and better, his great bacon ideas — fly in and out of these posts.
So, ManBacon — here’s to our happy little love triangle:
You, me, and bacon makes three.
I like you ManBacon! Really enjoying your blog
aww, thanks for the kind words Donna! You know how to brighten a girl’s doldrum Tuesday!
Just have some bacon, you’ll feel better
Glad I could help.
Did you mean: “Meat my ManBacon”? (pun intended!)
touche.
(HOW did I miss that opportunity?)
nice work.
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