Labor Day BBQ 8/28/08

Ahhhh...anyone else still feeling like they swallowed a bison? Or pulled a fish worm out of their ass? (See preceding post)

Our 2nd annual Labor Day dietary disaster began with a very scary thought: A shit load of food, but no propane tank! John F. had forgotten his tank, but being that he is the only one who actually brought a full sized grill and donated it to TWAHT, he was forgiven immediately. The forlorn furnace of food sat idle among a mishappen bench, pink punch buggy, and various weeds.Shortly thereafter, previously unknown to anyone, our illustrious cat fancier Tom B. announced he had a friggin huge chafing pan of sausage and peppers that his wife Chan had made for us...(we were assured he did not molest any of the meat or veggies)...and saved the night! The prospect of not putting on 42%more of the calories we just burned off back into ourselves was a bit frightening! Damn this shit was GOOOOOOOD! Thanks Chan from all of us!

So our little group of hockey players realize when the puck hits the post, sometimes it will bounce in off the goalie anyway...smiles!
Well, not to be foiled of more food, phone call is made to the Fat Man to grab a propane tank from home on the way over. Who knew he was the James Bond of eating, and had a traveling grill ready to go.
Tom gets it going...
Matt piles up the vittles-and what a frikkin selection: brats, burgers, and sausage. Fuck yea! I mean geez, the 8 lbs of sausage and peppers could never be enough for a group of men whose combined weight rivals that of the very foundation the ice rink is built upon. 
I still dont know exactly what these are...but it's gotta be safer than salmon. Plus Mike B. REALLY wanted me to get a picture of it. So here ya go Mike. Happy now fukker?
The food MUST be ready soon for everyone to be so happy.
Even John cannot help but sweat in anticipation of aortic failure or artherosclerosis. 
Matt...bringer of food, grill master...legend. Hi John! 
The meaty spread. 
Worshipping The Table.
Bill pontificates about being anal raped by a nemotode of sorts. He SAYS the worm came from salmon...I say gerbils stopped losing their thrill for him...However, see the exclusive video reenactment and complete story on another post.
I double dog dare you!
And I think my unbuttoned shorts speak for all...