"I have been betrayed."
That's the sole thought in your head upon seeing the meat shaped disappointment on your breakfast plate. When your [insert proper familial or romantic relation here] said they were making you a special breakfast, you were delighted. When you were informed it would include that holy grail of breakfast meats and international taste sensation Bacon, you were elated. But at your arrival to the breakfast table, you saw not the presence of the meat above all other meats. You found... an IMPOSTER.
The question is then which portends the greater betrayal:
Canadian Bacon
Or
Turkey Bacon
TL;DR What's worse, turkey bacon or canadian bacon.
That's the sole thought in your head upon seeing the meat shaped disappointment on your breakfast plate. When your [insert proper familial or romantic relation here] said they were making you a special breakfast, you were delighted. When you were informed it would include that holy grail of breakfast meats and international taste sensation Bacon, you were elated. But at your arrival to the breakfast table, you saw not the presence of the meat above all other meats. You found... an IMPOSTER.
The question is then which portends the greater betrayal:
Canadian Bacon
Or
Turkey Bacon
TL;DR What's worse, turkey bacon or canadian bacon.