Nope, that's not a postcard from Wichita. Or my latest cry for help. As coincidence would have it, those were the first four words on Benny's spelling test.
Wait, I think it was a coincidence. Maybe they're trying to acclimate my child to a place in which everything is bacon-wrapped. Even the bacon. Then battered and fried.
Anyway, it was his first ever, and...drumroll, please...
...my chip off the English block scored 100%.
