Bar-B-Que

Did I ever mention that I once grilled a turd?

It was quite by accident of course. I was with a bunch of friends and we were having a bar-b-que in this posh apartment complex in the rich side of town. After we were done with the grilling, we decided to put out the coals so that they wouldn't be a fire hazard. Being ingenious, I quickly grabbed a 3 foot long, 1 ft diameter, trash can filled with water and dumped it onto the grill. Little did I realize that it contained a prize of unimaginable terror. Because after the smoke began to disappear, a most putrid smell came from the grill, and to our horror and disgust, was the roasting log of fecality. We pushed it off the grill and into the coals to get rid of it, but that only made the smell worse.

Anyway, happy summer grilling folks!