Are you in Japan? If so, you can now slap 15 slices of bacon on your Burger King whopper (do they call ’em “whoppers” in Japan?) for ¥100. That’s about $1.20 to you and me, Russ. This replaces the normal upcharge of ¥60 for a paltry, ancestor-dishonouring 3 slices.
I don’t know why anyone would want to do this, but we’re talking about a nation that’s spawned countless bizarre fast food concoctions… and this guy. So, whatever. Scotland has its deep-frying obsession; Japan has random, massive bouts of over-consumption.
Listen up kids: after spending a couple years as a wage slave food monkey, I know a thing or two about bacon, or rather the reddish-pink (mauve?) slivers of slimy meat-like extract that most chains attempt to pass off as bacon. You don’t want it in your body. Or on your body, or even near your body. If this “bacon” is remotely body-adjacent, you might want to leave the room.