About how I was standing in a Memphis radio station this morning while the DJs were on the air and felt something in my sock. I (discreetly?) pulled my boot off and reached into my sock and pulled out a CHUNK OF BACON. I want to say that, "Wow, I'm that person?" But I don't think "people who find bacon in their socks" exists. Until now, my friends. Until now.
ps I had a room service cobb salad last night.
Laughing quietly to myself
Posted by ronckytonk at 11:15 AM
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last sentence spoils the mystery. ;)
guess I'm not mysterious...just bacony...
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