It's the last BBQ potluck on Earth. Zombie apocalypse. Can't get any exotic ingredients, because the horde has pretty much devoured every shipment of Kobe from here to Yokohama. It's early July in a temperate climate.
What are you bringing?
It's the last BBQ potluck on Earth. Zombie apocalypse. Can't get any exotic ingredients, because the horde has pretty much devoured every shipment of Kobe from here to Yokohama. It's early July in a temperate climate.
What are you bringing?
Bud Heavy and Coors Original.
Got some cash
Bought some wheels
Took it out
'Cross the fields
Lost Control
Hit a wall
But we're alright
Slow cooked zombie ribs
Shiner Bock beer and Sophie Loren.
Franklin BBQ brisket from Austin
...nuff said.
Il vero lusso è il tempo da dedicare alle proprie passioni.
I'm with Chase on the Coors Banquet, assuming there's ice.
Anything else is gravy.
Hot dogs, potato salad,and drumsticks with regular old BBQ sauce on it and you're golden.
my name is Matt
Chase is heavily medicated and has recently outed his love of some sort of straw-ber-Rita drink, so I'm not sure that his choice in drinks can be completely trusted right now.
I'm sure that there will be spam available somewhere, as it has an infinite shelf life and zombies lack the fine motor control required to open a can without decapitating themselves.
You guys have the food and beverages covered, so I'm bringing the hookers and blow.
Strawberry pie with my Mom's crust recipe and berries from my little mountaintop. And more hookers and blow.
I fired up the ole smoker this morning.. 18 racks of ribs and 8 butts. Feedin' it to everyone around on this holiday. Sides of slaw, beans and tater salad. It is the way that god would have wanted it. Bring on the "end", but wait 'til after 5:00. I want my belly to be full.
Strawberita, are in fact, of the devil. Strawberries are delicious, and beer is delicious, so how can this taste so fucking bad. I was working out of town last week, they were having a "special" deal on this junk.. I bought it, took it to the hotel, rode in the southern humidity, got good and dehydrated, and..... Alcohol poisoning???? Or my body was making fun of me for being so stupid. Either way, Chasea is wrong.
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