tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-518357724037082066.post2264549158837129365..comments2023-12-02T08:30:30.927-08:00Comments on bac-log!: [Guest Post] Brooklyn Bacon Takedowngranthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10328766698859825733noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-518357724037082066.post-3513855828460841732009-04-14T13:34:00.000-07:002009-04-14T13:34:00.000-07:00My friend Dan and I walked up to Radegast, looked ...My friend Dan and I walked up to Radegast, looked at the line already turning the corner ten minutes before the damn thing was supposed to start, said fuck it, and went back to his apartment to cook our own bacon. The plan was to bring an enormous tray of said bacon, sit on the bench in front of the Levee, and eat bacon while loudly exclaiming how good the bacon we were eating was loudly enough to be heard by the disgruntled in line. But by the time we started cooking, it had mutated into a plan to put it in little bags and do ballpark bacon vending, where we'd walk up and down the line yelling, "Baaaa-con! Getcher bacon! Baaaa-con!" and then tossing bags of bacon to eager customers. This, at some point turned into "bacon on a stick" fantasies, which ended up with us just eating a metric ass-ton of bacon, and getting shitfaced while watching <EM>Look Around You</EM>.Marty Stouffer's Armyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08844258052834651895noreply@blogger.com