Nah, see black folks don’t barbeque, they barbeequoi..thers your sign...lol, lets ban all vacations for sitting pres and ganstamint employees
True story from the 80’s. Driving up north a ways to stop at a place along the river where there are nice rapids. Was stuck behind an old blue panel van. I smelled a smell - thinking what is that then it hit me. I told hubby that smells like a charcoal grill. He said it couldn’t be. After a while we were convinced. The van was going the same place as we were. It parked, an old black guy got out and opened up the back doors. There was a lit kettle grill going in the back. He must have been hungry, did not want to wait to cook the fish he was going to catch.