It’s Sunday, and Son’s friend stayed over so they could do something spectacular on Minecraft™, which means we get to go out for breakfast.
And y’all know plenty of bacon will be had by all, especially me. After this week, my rebellious side has been screaming, raging against the machine, and overall flipping the bird at our Nanny State©. I will enjoy it will I can, because one day in the not-too-distant future, this will be the ONLY way we will be allowed to enjoy the fatty goodness:
So remember, as y’all are having your wonderful Sunday breakfast, to give the finger in the general direction of Washington, D.C.
You know damn well I will be