While we were tailgating at the Buffett Concert, we cooked out chicken, brats and grilled some onions and peppers to go top of them. The Grill was sitting right below Brad's feet, in front of my car. Wow, does my car smell bad now. Not like smoke, which I could deal with, but like a giant cooked green pepper, which isn't as pleasant as you'd think.
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