I don't know about you guys, but there's nothing like a weekend afternoon outdoors, building a fire, and grillin' up some cow.

I don't know what kind of caveman instinct in me marvels in the manhood of building a blaze and searing some slabs of red meat in the stinging flames, but I love it.

Now I feel like clubbing a woman over the head and dragging her back to my bedroom.

Yay, red meat!