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You think you got ‘em fooled, but you don’t.  Oh yeah.  They know.  They know that it doesn’t take shit to barbecue.  They know that we’re just standin’ around outside drinking beer, or hanging out in the garage getting buzzed.  I mean, geez!  Did you think they were that stupid?  But you see, it’s part of their game.  They know that we know, too.  Oh God, yes.  They’re just waiting for us to f*** up.  A simple, goddamned steak.  How hard could it be to cook a stupid, goddamned steak?  And you f***ed it up, too!  Just like everything else.  Now, are you going to help me or not?  Where’s the goddamned shovel?