The Sweetness of Meat
As I gazed into my large styrofoam cup of deep-pit cooked beef, I came to face a sad departure. Once again, I have come to the yearly "last bite" of my grandfather's frozen meat stash. Truth be told, I never even heat the meat. I just use a fork to chip-away at the frozen brick of shredded beef for about a month. So Grandpa... this is for you. Thanks again for a delightful 32 oz cup of exquisite frozen beef!
posted by Madburns at 10:00 AM
3 Comments:
why does this exist does melissa eat it? thinking you are strange in ohio d a h
ohhh! man sounds good could you get me some. nathan abbe
haha. i had no idea you ate frozen meat, burns.
~Lizzy
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