Staff made beer can chicken again.
Staff gave Jeff some beer can chicken. However, Jeff stealthily disappeared and then Staff heard an odd sound in the kitchen.
All your chicken is belong to Jeff.
Make it yours Jeff!
Lucky Jeff! They’re all vegetarians here.
Cat Spit, the Universal Condiment.
Such a small bird ……. no match for “Gato Grande.”
Everything is much tastier if taken when da hoomans isn’t looking.
that’s what I call the ultimate kill-dismantling the bird after Staff has taken away those annoying feathers, feet and gall bladder-now if only Staff had left some of the TASTY organs—-
was the sound “nom nom nom?”
Jeff appears to be wondering how he can use those tongs without any opposable thumbs. Oh wait, he has KILLER FANGS AND CLAWS!
No thumbs, no problem.
Just don’t eat the bones, Jeff. – cooked bones is bad! BTW, have you lost weight, Giant J.? You are looking much more streamlined the last few posts…