Ah, yes. That annual Summer tradition: Beef Jerky Night. What says Summer more than a cold Pabst Blue Ribbon and a warm piece of beef jerky out of the back of the NGS' mini-van?
You are right, nothing.
So, if you are ever not feeling hill-billy enough or you just don't feel like you are living up to your peckerwood image - attend Beef Jerky Night.
There was also follow-up drinking where Frank almost proposed to Craig who was "allegedly" going to ride his bike home.
But those stories are best saved for another day.
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