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.
Random Wanderings and Wonderings
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.
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.