Where to begin. One day I looked over at Dale and said "You know...we should have a bar-b-que." Dale agreed. "I always wanted to have an extravaganza...we should call is Meatstravaganza." I said. "But when should we have it? How about Memorial Day?!" Dale perked up and said "Meatmorial Day!!!"
And so the day was born, a day of feasting on all of the tasty creatures of the world and drinking heroic qauntities of alcohol. Gout Be Damned!!!
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