TechnoSwine
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The Pitmasters Creed by TechnoSwine
Adapted from the USMC Riflemans Creed. SEMPER FI!
This is my pit. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My pit is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. My pit, without me, is useless. Without my pit, I am useless. I must fire my wood true. It must burn cleaner than my enemys who is trying to out smoke me. I must smoke him before he smokes me. I will...
My pit and myself know that what counts in this competition is not the pounds we cook, the speed of our burn, but the smoke we make. We know that it is the taste that counts. Low, slow and blue...
My pit is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its burn pattern. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my pit clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My pit and myself are the defenders of my BBQ Brethren. We are the masters of our art. We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, as BBQ is America's cuisine and there is no enemy, but smoke!
Adapted from the USMC Riflemans Creed. SEMPER FI!
This is my pit. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My pit is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. My pit, without me, is useless. Without my pit, I am useless. I must fire my wood true. It must burn cleaner than my enemys who is trying to out smoke me. I must smoke him before he smokes me. I will...
My pit and myself know that what counts in this competition is not the pounds we cook, the speed of our burn, but the smoke we make. We know that it is the taste that counts. Low, slow and blue...
My pit is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its burn pattern. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my pit clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My pit and myself are the defenders of my BBQ Brethren. We are the masters of our art. We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, as BBQ is America's cuisine and there is no enemy, but smoke!