Well, I'm not partial to BBQ zombies or other beasties, myself, so I don't usually eat what I torch, but to each his own.
It's one thing to make sure you bring your f/t, it's another to make sure it has juice. I was lucky to get out of the basement alive that time when the ooze started coming for me and the f/t was empty.
But that's another story.
We gonna have to get Joe another beer. He burnt the last one.
Isn’t the rule, “You torch it, you eat it”? Maybe I got it mixed up w/something else. Really having a hard time getting into gear today. The alphabet supervision and bathroom window guard should probably be delegated to n2i since he seems to be the expert on such matters.