Me, walking into a Vancouver “barbecue” joint: I am going to temper my expectations and keep my mouth shut, because I’m sure this is different from the BBQ to which I am accustomed

Me, two beers in: YOU DUMB MOTHERFUCKERS DONE BOILED THESE RIBS, PISTOLS AT DAWN, GOOD SIR

— BitterOldPunk (@BitterOldPunk) November 28, 2022

I hope he’s not serious about “boiled,” but if he got barbecue in Vancouver it’s quite likely. Argh.