Gay bacon strips
& gay bacon strips
& gay bacon strips
& gay bacon strips
I've spent the weekend devouring strips of sour candy (now dubbed 'gay bacon strips' by epic mealtime, which always makes me feel sick) and walking very long distances to Dairy Queen. My neck is sun burnt red, but it was completely and totally worth it. There was a freak five minute storm in the evening, breaking up the sunshine, but it promptly ended. Now the city smells a little more like rain.
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