The call of the grill

Forget spring. It’ll be summer as soon as that last bit of snow separating me (and my fellow carnivore) from the barbecue melts. I give it until Monday.

Forget spring. It’ll be summer as soon as that last bit of snow separating me (and my fellow carnivore) from the barbecue melts. I give it until Monday.
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Some grills are angrier than others:
http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/03/24/funny-pictures-angry-bbq-hates-winter/
I’d be afraid to use that barbecue. It looks pretty pissed.