Taste Test: Uncle Oinker's Bacon Mints
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Uncle Oinker's Bacon Mints
At long last, the theory that you can improve anything by adding bacon has been disproven, courtesy of a mysterious, pig-faced individual known only as Uncle Oinker. The presumed ideal for Bacon Mints: Tasty, tiny, refreshing bacon-flavored confections in a convenient tin, suitable for freshening your breath and satisfying your bacony cravings. The reality: Aspirin-like poison pills that offer just enough of a hint of bacon to make you try them, even as you know you're going to regret it.
Taste: Imagine a tin full of sugary hard mints, squirted with liquid smoke and left to fester in the dark for weeks on end. The smell released when the tin is opened is pervasive and suffocating. It isn't minty at all; it resembles a blend of rotting bacon and hot plastic, like raw bacon draped across a traffic cone and left outside in Arizona-summer heat for a couple of days. The taste is sour and richly meaty, like jerky gone bad; there's definitely some mint in there, poking through the overwhelming semi-rotten-bacon taste at odd intervals, but mostly, it's artificial bacon, and a whole lot of it.
Office reactions:
• "I've got a cold, so I can't really taste anything at–Wait. EWWW. That shit is GROSS."
• "It gets more nauseating the longer you have it in your mouth."
• "They smell like Band-aids."
• "I can't even figure out what this tastes like. It tastes like having an aneurism. Seriously, they give me a pain in my head."