We ate some bbq and then walked it off. Nothing to see here.
The Ursuline Academy I went to in Springfield died so it's super creepy to me whenever I see signs of my school's St. Louis cousin.
The food was almost as delicious as the butt puns.
I had a nice mustardy bbq sauce to introduce these ribs to.
The ocean is a fickle mistress. The weather can quickly get mean around here. Tonight it was super foggy.
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