Earlier this month I talked my dad into giving me his old grill so he could buy a new one. Despite being a woman with ovaries and a uterus that likes to spit out blood every now and then, I’m a bit of a grill master. Throw me chicken, steak, burgers and kabobs, leave me alone for 30 minutes and you’ll have a goddamn feast on your hands.
…but that’s because the grill uses propane, not charcoal.
I’ve never used charcoal.
And if I ever did, it would probably come out worse than what happened to Imgur user pwndasan’s friend’s attempt, which was wonderfully documented on Snapchat for everyone to see. Then again, I am a bit of a pyromaniac, so maybe I’d fare at least slightly better than her: