If you're (bleep)ing with me, I'm gonna be really upset.

Everyone loves bacon.

It's like asking people if they love, you know, oxygen.

Of course they do. You have to.

I feel like I'm being ask to explain why I like chocolate.

'Cause it's delicious.

Anything with grease and fat is gonna be good.

It's good with eggs, it's good on a sandwich, it's good with chicken.

I could live without having bacon, but it wouldn't be very much fun.

I never even thought about a world without bacon.

Of course I'm excited to have bacon!

We're having bacon in the morning! What a Tuesday!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my gosh, it's a piglet!

Oh, no! Oh, no.

Oh, God. Okay. Now I'm never gonna have bacon ever again.

It's a tiny little pig. It's a little pig.

I mean, he does look delicious, let's be honest.

No, watcha doin' now, where ya goin'?

Oh, he's shy! He's a little camera shy!

I had bacon a few days ago.

Oh, I don't wanna say it too loud.

What are you thinking about?

Are my beliefs that fragile that one little cute thing in my arm is gonna just change everything I know?

Kinda, yeah.

Bacon or steak, we look at those things as pieces of meat on our plate and not something that wants to snuggle in your arms.

How can you wanna eat this little guy?

Look how cute he is!

Look at that face! Look at that face!

He pooped on me, I take it back. Eat all the pigs.

I'm just kidding, it's cool.

I gotta say, of all the animals that pooped on me, that was probably the most pleasant.