Roses Are Red

Hey, folks - wishing you all a happy Valentine's Day!  Me?  I started the day off by coming downstairs, only to be greeted by my wonderful, amazing, incredible wife... and bacon roses.

Let me repeat that.


Roses are red.
Bacon is also red.
Poems are hard.

Yes, those are roses, made out of bacon.  Just in case that was unclear for some reason.

Dearest Mrs. Robb... you are completely, utterly, astoundingly AWESOME.

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