[nom. nom. swallow. This sure is a delicious burger that's about the size of his face. There is nothing in this world short of someone ripping up his deck that would sour his mood right now.]

I mean, there might be one here? I wasn't looking for crepes in particular, and watching funnel cake get made is always kind of... eye-catching. [You know. Somehow watching fried dough get made looking pretty delicious. And then you add sugar and sauce and toppings...]

[Wait. Wait. No. The point is barbecue. The point has to be barbecue. Funnel cake (and crepes) are not barbecue.] Wait, don't get dessert yet! You're trying to get the stamp, right? You should work on that first.