It Was Killing Me Too, Cullen

So I took today off to stand her up and burn a few chimneys through her to dry her out and clean her off.

Those pieces of splintered wood on the ground in the previous photo were the broken stays from the umbrella.

I’ll smoke a turkey breast tonight for dinner, and life will be good.

7 Responses to “It Was Killing Me Too, Cullen”

  1. Cullen says:

    Hell to to the yeah! Took the day off for the smoker. That’s what I’m talking about!

    She looks like she survived just fine. You should probably throw some ABTs down too, just in case.

  2. Mr. Bingley says:

    Got to keep those priorities straight!

  3. Why do men ALWAYS think breasts make everything better?

  4. Cullen says:

    From our perspective they do!

  5. Mr. Bingley says:

    What is this “think” stuff, Sis?

  6. Cullen says:

    So, how was the breast?

  7. Mr. Bingley says:

    Actually I couldn’t find one that wasn’t frozen so I ended up doing a nice batch of Roadside chicken on the gasser. Yum.

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