(Ohh, yesss, he’s turning the hot dogs now. Those grill marks are perfect, bet they’re really crunchy… Now he’s spreading barbecue sauce on the ribs, that’s sooo hot…)

(Ohh, yesss, he’s turning the hot dogs now. Those grill marks are perfect, bet they’re really crunchy… Now he’s spreading barbecue sauce on the ribs, that’s sooo hot…)
Dana D. brings us this masked pianist.
There are now 29 baby goats at Sunflower Farms, and here they come — running, sproinging, stumbling and generally doing what baby goats do best.
Phase one of my cunning plan is complete. Thanks to my master spy skills, I have infiltrated the central supply depot completely undetected. Now I only need to wait.