Random thing to know about me: I appreciate Spam. Not to eat but rather because it is groovy in a gross-meat-in-a-can kind of way. Also, I think my dad eats it and thus it must be cool. While I am not on an official mission to spread Spam love, I have recently learned that there are others out there who share my appreciate of canned meat. There are actually honest to God Spam celebrations like the Spam Jam or Spamarama. Yep, they are real. And Hormel even had a Spamily Reuion which featured some real crowd pleasers like the Daisy Dillman Band and the Teddy Bear Band for the kids. Or Jim Belushi and The Sacred Hearts (since when does he have a band?!?!). And the Spamettes. Sorry to have missed that.
Anyway, during my Time of Incapacitation, I really wanted to find bandaids with Spam can pictured on them. I don’t know why. I just did. But I was foiled. Instead, I found lots and lots of random meat related products…
Stuffed meat. Something only a few can truly appreciate.
Canned meat. A pencil holder for the squirrel lover. Or the opossum lover. Or beaver lover. Etc.
Meat lovers now have an Official Society. And a coaster. Rejoice!
Bacon and eggs for boo boos. It has extra special healing power.