Ye, We've Fired the Grill Back Up for You.

This is me trying to do a new york accent, just withitsuc this roll. I won't even fao, ton itjust o, i hear it sounded like new york to me. So away. Sel, ye, we'll fire the, fire the grill back up for you. And so he fires it up, and then she's like, what do you want to drink? And imus like, ah, the in elegant triumps, like, and now look, and it's got all the, like, the bad sodas are the options. It's like sierra mist sun kissed like pepsy, but the label so faded that it looks