Jay, buys my rub and BBQ sauce and the man is an avid grilling machine. Dude loves good food.
Ain't nothing wrong with that...


Looks like some dang fine eatin' my brother.
Of course, I taught him everything I know...and he took the ball and ran with it.
I love Jay, he has that passion for top quality and top notch food and he's a big old country boy and a good friend.
Ain't nothing wrong with that. That's my kind of brother...
B.D.
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