Well, here's a chicken in Boulderado that got itself dry-rubbed and beer-canned up the poop-chute and then grilled.  Then we ate the fuck out of it.

Then you gotta walk off all that protein, walk it all up the mountain, because that gets you close to nature and that's important because you need to remember what's important when you live in a place like Boulderado.

And when you get that rocky mountain high, you can see Boulderado for miles and miles and miles.

You can never have enough ice, not even in Boulderado.

Sometimes you have to play games, like "Smell This, I Promise It's Not Just My Finger I Just Put Into My Butt," in Boulderado.

I believe it was musk.

No, it's definitely roseberry bush.