i want to believe there is a siren in your bedroom that goes off when you get down to 1lb of bacon. the siren goes off and wakes up LB, "HOW THE FUCK ARE WE THIS LOW ON BACON" *flies down the highway to Costco (or Sam's or whatever)* the guy in the meat department has the bacon ready for him as he carts 20lb of bacon to the front of the store as fast as he can