I was thinking the best way to smell like bacon frying is to do it nekked. Wear pants.
No, no, no! That's bass ackwards. The only time I DO insist on pants is when frying actual bacon, and when shoveling snow. The rest of the time, I need to be reminded. I am not up on all the fancy dress codes everybody has. Except the Mini-Mart.
No Shirt
No Shoes
No Service.
See? Nothing at all about pants, so I'm good. Not the same at the church for some reason

I don't know if any of those jet planes go to Florida. I've seen some take off. Always in the same direction. Southwest. So they must all be Southwest Airlines flights. 
We got two. One to SLC, and one to Minneapolis. Been on both. Kicking and screaming. If God wanted me to fly I wouldn't have feet.