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	<title>Comments on: Poetry in Bacon</title>
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	<description>Music, Musings &#38; Mischief</description>
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		<title>By: WendyOfNeverland</title>
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		<dc:creator>WendyOfNeverland</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 02:01:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Speaking as a person who finally lost 50 pounds after giving up bacon, I have mixed feelings.  On the one hand, I used to enjoy peanut butter &#38; bacon sandwiches (which included like 8 slices of bacon), and in my "prime" waas able to put away a whole pound of bacon in a lonely day.  I still say bacon makes anything taste better, and if drained of the grease would have at one time probably enjoyed the fowl concoction you describe.  But it's been 3 years now, and like a crack addict I know I can never go back to eating it without getting out of control.

Now leave me alone with my carrot.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Speaking as a person who finally lost 50 pounds after giving up bacon, I have mixed feelings.  On the one hand, I used to enjoy peanut butter &amp; bacon sandwiches (which included like 8 slices of bacon), and in my &#8220;prime&#8221; waas able to put away a whole pound of bacon in a lonely day.  I still say bacon makes anything taste better, and if drained of the grease would have at one time probably enjoyed the fowl concoction you describe.  But it&#8217;s been 3 years now, and like a crack addict I know I can never go back to eating it without getting out of control.</p>
<p>Now leave me alone with my carrot.<br />
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