My dad brought home a quiche from Panera today and we sampled a bit over our leftover tacos.
Mom took a bite.
Dad took a bite.
I took a bite... and shrieked.
"THIS TASTES LIKE BACON!!!!" I picked up a pink of something and brandished it to the table. "BACON!"
Dumb story, I know, but of all the things for Dad to bring home from Panera...
PS. Don't forget to vote tomorrow, people. I don't care who it's for, but if you don't do it, you have no right to complain for the next four years. Seriously.