To all the Real Men and Fathers out there, meet your ultimate grilling machine. Nothing says "macho" like the ability to burn meat, right?
To my hubby, if you insist we get one of these, I'm filing for divorce. Only kidding. I love you dearly, but something like this wasn't in the vows.
To my daddy, now residing in Heaven, I miss you every day.
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