Do You Know What's in a Bacon?

Rufia. Omg, nothing. Various assortment of coloured creams. That even is a kid that made me feel pewdie. It's horrible, isn't it? Yeah. Blue food. It's like dream sequence. You're like, I wouldn't go near that with a barge pole. Mistress sweet juice spread her legs like flora proactive over a soft brioche bun. Well, both my parents are quite cholesterol conscious. But I feel like every person of our parents age is. My dad will have quite a thick layer of that spread that you're talking about instead of butter. And then jump on top and I'm like, we need to discuss.