Once upon a time, in a land far, far away; There was once a young little Bacon Cookie Dough Ball, who lived in a land ruled by wretched, smelly, and ridiculously disgusting Turkey Bacon. This little dough ball, in his short time as dough, had many dreams and aspirations; to be craved upon by the tallest of the skin giants in the realm, and to rule the kingdom, and terraform it to his desires; bacon mountains, and cookie towns and villages. Bacon grease rivers and rain. He dreamt of his throne, a solid cookie base, and the most ornate and grand bacon chair ever seen by bacon cookies. Now this realm, as previously stated, was ruled by evil Turkey Bacon. The Turkey Bacon king was the worst of them all. His dry, and bland self was the cruelest ruler the lands have ever seen. He sought out all the bacon, cookies, and bacon cookies in the realm and had his armies destroy them. Their remnants cast into the turkey grease pits. It was this little dough balls turn to be baked now. To change and transform. To strengthen and mold into a greater being. He was put into the oven, shocked by the sudden heat of the oven. He felt his being transform in to something greater, more solid. His being was strengthened and prepared for what was to come. He became... The Bacon Cookie.
We should spread awareness about people dropping kids on their head when they are young Cause this is what happens
Seeing people ready to kiss someone's ass for $30 I can understand how hookers can stay on the streets for couple of bucks.
The Tale of The Legendary Bacon Cookie (Part 2) Peviously, in: The Tale of The Legendary Bacon Cookie Lands ruled by evil turkey bacon, and the little dough ball that could. Dough ball undergoes a transformation into a greater being, and starts his journey to bringing down the evil turkey bacon kingdom. The Bacon Cookie rolled down the mountain, accompanied by his beloved friends and allies of the hunt. The Cookie Gang reaches the bottom of the mountain and engages in combat with some Turkey Bacon Guards. They are no match for the sheer awesomeness of the Bacon Cookies. In 2 swift motions, both the guards are split into halves, grease forming into a pool under the limp abominations that is Turkey Bacon. The soon to be Legendary Bacon Cookie and his comrades have reached the edge of the Turkey Bacon Kingdom. The Sewers of the kingdom are disgusting. Turkey grease flows, very thin and unattractive. Small chunks of Turkey Bacon itself occasionally streaming across the top of the canals, as if the peasants had been cut up in to pieces and cast away into oblivion (serves them right, they're disgusting). The gang arrives at their destination without a single obstacle. They're right under the Turkey Kings throne. The gang travels up the spiral staircase and enter into a small room. The door behind them closes. They're trapped, and lost. This isn't where they were supposed to end up. A deep voice booms "Travelers, who are you? And what is it you seek?" "We are no one. We seek the King." the Bacon Cookie replied. "Mysterious. I like mysterious!" explained the voice. "You may pass, but don't forget me." "Who are you?" asked the Bacon Cookie. "I am the Ham. I am much before your time. You wouldn't remember me." answered the voice. A door to the left opened. The gang sprinted through and entered through the side of a corridor. A grand set of double doors towered in front of them. The Bacon Cookie opened the door, and there was the king in his throne.