A certain friend of ours, who seems to be known for selling really nice Mustang suspension stuff with roller bearings, etc, heard that I was going to be doing none stop BBQing. Though I took Friday off, my work postal delivery guy calls me saying that he has a package for me from my friend so I better come to work. Moments later this Mustang suspenion guru calls me asking if I received a package yet? :wtf I ask myself......
I get to work with my postman waiting for me. "Here open it up maybe you got another Tshirt"..........
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My cooking buddy in action:
The ROD got so hot from the platform, the dog started cooking from within the insides.
Yes Mike and Jeff, I was told I would not be showing my cooking buddy during Shag's brake bleeding BBQ on Sat. Sorry.
I get to work with my postman waiting for me. "Here open it up maybe you got another Tshirt"..........
Not quite
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
My cooking buddy in action:
The ROD got so hot from the platform, the dog started cooking from within the insides.
Yes Mike and Jeff, I was told I would not be showing my cooking buddy during Shag's brake bleeding BBQ on Sat. Sorry.
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