It’s all about the devil inside.

They came up in conversation.  It was the 4th of July, the grill was yet to be poofed.  Deviled Eggs, yep.  Funny finger food that, if you have the taste for it, is the bizzle.  Yeah, I just made up something that was maybe suppose to be pun like for bomb.  No need to hide things that are “bomb ass” , those things are always good, and can be called so.  But yeah, Bizzle.  Let us bury that actually.  The wood worker maker fella came in right after their mention, and he basically said, he would walk over to the store in a bit and get some eggs and such to whip some up.  It was mentioned, and it was followed through.  I enjoyed these, we all did.  Oh, i’m just a bit hungry, I think this decided this subject.  I ate well today, a good day of blessings and time to reflect.  I can always get down with a Sunday to chill.  Big bike ride, stake cake.  Wait, I rocked steak and cake on the same plate, then on the same fork.  It was hella good.  Yellow cake with chocolate icing, and thin cuts of a very steak that D rocked on the grill.  There were moments of meaty vanilla mashed potato feel going on with the Stake n Cake bits.  Not mine alone, it’s part of the Systems Systems business plan idea box.  I ate well now that I’m recalling that aspect of my night.  Point is…. On the 4th, these were on point.

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