A simple chat about steak and bacon.
My last blog revealed how great I thought steak was and today is no different.
A co-worker of mine saw that I was eating a steak and bacon sandwich and asked me if steak-bacon (if it was real) would be my favorite food ever.
I replied to him that it would indeed be my favorite mythical food and that I would treasure it always.
He then asked me if I would marry Steak-Bacon.
I told him “Yes” and every question about Steak-Bacon would also be an affirmative.
I told him I would not only marry Steak-Bacon, I would introduce it to my parents and meet Steak-Bacons parents as well.
That is when he realized what I was up to.
He accused me of only agreeing to meet Steak-Bacons’ parents with the intent eating them.
I admitted it. He asked me if Steak-Bacon and I would have children and if I would even think of eating them.
To that I replied “No.”, I would not eat my Steak-Bacon children but what I would do is support them and hope that someday they would meet someone special, preferrably Gravy so that they could produce grandbabies made from Steak-Bacon and Gravy.
And then I would eat them.
Finally when my dear co-worker decided to get a little personal with his line of questions he asked, “Would you spoon your Steak-Bacon?”.
And thats when I told him…
“You don’t spoon Steak-Bacon…you fork the sh*t out of it.”
I am offended!
Comment by Kevin Steak-Bacon — April 16, 2008 @ 2:22 pm
i dont know what to say. someone stealing steak away from me is hard to imagine, but still, steak-bacon would be delicious.
Comment by Mr. Garlic M. Potatoes — April 20, 2008 @ 5:07 pm
I love it! Steak-bacon as well. I’ll pass on the gravy though.
Comment by Nimble Jim — April 25, 2008 @ 7:47 am
that was forkin funny.
Comment by Dudley — April 25, 2008 @ 12:03 pm
Hahaha, I enjoyed this.
Comment by Drew — April 25, 2008 @ 5:56 pm
That was pretty forkin funny!
Comment by Chrissy — May 1, 2008 @ 12:29 pm
That reminds me of the woman who kept going to the ice cream store and asking for chocolate, which they don’t have. Finally, fed up, the guy asks the lady, Ma’am, could you tell me how many times the word f u c k appears in chocolate?
And she says “There is no f u c k in chocolate”
And the guy says, “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!”
Comment by cloud9ine — May 3, 2008 @ 12:06 am
I love you too, and not just with catchup or A1, but with all my meaty bits.
<3
Steak-Bacon
Comment by Steak-Bacon — May 3, 2008 @ 10:57 pm
Steakon
Comment by Jamie — May 10, 2008 @ 12:04 pm