It is the grilling time of year.
The most wonderful time of year, when a man's thoughts turn to meat and barbecue sauce.
And MORE MEAT!
Meat you have slaughtered yourself.
The blood is on your hands.
And ours as well.
Indeed. The blood is on your hands.
And it is tasty.
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The Chef
Blood and Barbecue Sauce
Or is it barbecue sauce?
I can't tell.
It's a flood.
Bring the floss.
I have a hell
Of a lot of gristle
Between my teeth.
The Maitre d'
A Meat Haiku
are delicious and tasty...
also, full of win
reaperman
Meat Wootness.
Seems mighty lame,
Without a hunk,
Of some beast tamed.
Chicken, pork, or big beef roast.
Please don't cook it til it's toast.
Leave it pink,
How I love it most.
And please don't forget the sauce,
Or I will feel completely lost.
Barbecue, ketchup, Jamaican, Soy,
I think they are all quite boss.
The Maitre d'
Indeed.
reaperman
The Maitre d'
MOAR MEET
Beans, potato salad, slaw
If you'll excuse me it's time to eat
I have to unhinge my jaw
The Chef
Well, that settles it.
reaperman
Meat is great.
I dearly thank God,
for ribeye steaks.
The Maitre d'
With the aroma of tasty meat frying?
Probably not, for if I preferred you,
I would most assuredly be lying.
The Maitre d'
What's in a name?
The Chef
Really.
reaperman
L O L
You'd better love it,
or go to hell.