It seems there was an epidemic of ill-planned nekkid bacon-frying at some point in time!
A single incident... Spent the night with a lady friend out in the bush... Thought it would be romantic to cook her breakfast. So I crawled out of under the tarp, kicked up the fire, and proceeded to do exactly that....
Turns out it wasn't all that romantic, what with the screaming and all...

However, she was a good sport... After she sat me in the creek, she went about to make a poultice... And then she cooked ME breakfast.
No lasting damage done. And I came away with a bit of wisdom.
