me: “ohhh, you evil tempters, you’re opening the bacon crackers.”
bossman: “you thought they’d go unopened?”
me: “i was kinda hoping so, because now i’ll have to eat them.”
graphicsboy: “hand me the squirt cheese. . . oh man, you didn’t get bacon cheddar?”
me: “i thought bacon cheddar on bacon crackers might be too much.”
graphicsboy: “heck no, if we had some Bac-Os, i’d sprinkle them right on top.”
me: “ohhhhhhh bac-os.”
graphicsboy: “have you tried that new hormel soft bacon bit stuff?”
bossman: “yeah, it’s good.”
graphicsboy: “sometimes i just like to pinch a bit between my thumb and finger and then keep it nestled between my cheek and gums. it’s like a dip of bacon.”
me: “then you can experience bacony goodness for hours!”
bossman: “when the boys are up, i pull the mccormick bac-os off the shelf and tell them to come here and stick out there hands it’s dinner time. here’s your bac-os and a jug of milk.”
me: “at least it’s milk and not something like hawaiian punch.”
bossman: “they get bac-os and hawaiian punch on special occassions.”