Friday, September 25, 2009

You'll die old, if you don't live young.

My Mothing always tries to tell me to act more maturely, and just because I like to do childish things, does mean that I am immature. To me mature equals responsible, and I think that I am responsible.

Anyway, one good thing about BBQing meat:


is that you get left-overs!

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