There is nothing more American than fireworks, apple pie, and good ol fashion BBQ. I might only be a few weeks old, but that doesn’t mean I only have to drink breast milk. No way I am going to let some homemade BBQ get away from me. Reggie and Sonia were nice enough to make mom and dad a huge plate of ribs and baked beans. It was delicious, and my gas was extrordinary that day. Pfft!
Nothing Says Lovin’ Like Some Good BBQ
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