Team Gregoropolis is fired up for the barbecue!
Ezra: Why do we always get stuck moving tables?
Holly Belle: A little more to the left.
Meghan: Actually, I think it should be more to the right.
Meghan: Actually, I think it should be more to the right.
Wesley: Oh, good grief!
Beatrix: Who's doing the actual grilling?
Robin: Meet your grill-meisters extraordinaire!
Barbara: A very sharp look, but are you two up to the task?
Beatrix: We don't want this to be a case where the clothes don't make the man.
Anthony: Fear not, we know what we're doing!
Some time later...
Holly Belle: Haven't you got the charcoal started yet?!?
Robin: We're working on it, we're working on it.
Finally...
Anika: I want mine with just a little pink.
John Martin: A bit more pink for me, please.
Alice: Mine is too pink!
Dan Ryan: Mine's too well done!
Anthony: >Sigh< You'll get them the way you get them.
Duncan: I can't get any ketchup to come out.
Logan: Shake it and then give it a really good squeeze.
Put some muscle into it!
Duncan: Phooey and drat!
James: Guess you just don't know your own strength.
2 comments:
Lol, I feel for both Anthony and Duncan. I always feel sorry for the chef with everyone's demands. Those ketchup bottles...we can't develop something that works better?!
Looks like they had a great time, I'm with Anthony, you get them how they come!
Maybe someone will have to open the windows wide tonight..just saying
I'm sure Frank will land up being a food critic!
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