Circus Brown's Not A Side Show

So yesterday I asked some people where I should go to get some good BBQ here in Durham-Raleigh-Chapel Hill (see I told you I'd learn) and they replied "Chili's".

FUUUUUUUUUACK!

Chili's? Chili's? Fucking Chili's?!!!!!!

If I wasn't in such a good mood I'd a strangled them all with my mouse cord. You see I'm a lot like Rachael Ray, if you say "Chili's" around me I go jugular like there's Tito's coursing through yer arteries. Chili's? In Northern Fucking Carolina? I drove for 45 minutes today, down back country roads, in the rain, windows down smelling and smelling trying to find a place for some ribs. No luck, tomorrow I'm going to Angus Barn just because I've lost all hope for ever finding good BBQ in North Carolina and I might as well just have a big steak.

You see if we don't kill them cattle theyz gunna die.

I found a few places that had "Grill" in their name, but they were too clean, you could see through the windows, the chairs all matched, well lite, seriously it's like I flew across the country to drive around Draper. Hell I'da eaten at any place in Moab over the concrete mall food courts I drove past these last few days.

Well enough of my bitchin' I'm in too fine of a mood to complain, look here's gus in a sink, that'll make ya smile.