Look! It's another bacon thing that's not food-related: bacon luggage tags!



And with this, I am officially DONE with bacon-everything except for, of course, the actual eatin' kind of bacon. That kind is still OK. But please stop already with the bandaids, the air freshener, and yes, the luggage tags. It's old. It's over. Move on to pork rinds or something.

Here you go: I made you a Venn diagram to express my position more clearly.