Originally Posted by Ole Gregg
when the story starts out with I rubbed a pork butt, it makes me go off like Pavlov's dog. Yancey that sounds good enough to ride down and help you sample the finished product. and to think, them damn yankees believe Bar B Que is grilling wieners for the holiday.
Yankees don't live as well as us poor southerners, that is for sure. Gotta take life slow, and have to spend time outside, not on asphault either.