The story of a girl, a boy, and a new camera.
After work, we went to the bar and had a few beers. After that, Stephen was very very hungry. So we went to Molly’s house and had beer can chicken and matzoh ball soup and noodle kugel and burritos and mushrooms and chipotles and chips and salsa. There was a lot of cooking going on. We called it the Jexican Feast.
And when we had had too much wine, we left Molly’s and went home.
The End.
[author’s note: this entry was corrupted and the original comments entries lost. below are the comments that appeared with the post]
molly
it is made of beer cans. or rather, it has one stuffed up its um porkhole or something.
Andreas
This is what google has to say on the matter 🙂
http://www.google.co.uk/search?q=beer+can+chicken&hl=en&btnG=Google+Search&meta=
miss weeza
http://www.custom-deluxe.com
Actually, to clarify – beer can chicken is chicken grilled with a can of beer jammed up its butt. Dignified? Not really. But my, my, was it ever delish!
jima
jima@legnog.com
http://www.empty-handed.com
Ha ha ha! I don’t get it.
amyc
http://www.rubbernun.com
Is that chicken made from beer cans?