So my buddies and I are sitting in our local Italian deli enjoying our dinner when I strike up conversation with the owner about the smoked corn chowder I just had and he started explaining his smokers (has two). He comes back a few minutes later with a piece of cherry and comments on how it takes him two hours to split what he needs to keep the big smoker going and how sore he was because he was splitting by hand. He said that he really doesn't have the time to spend splitting but he does it because it's so good. I, being a friendly fellow woodburner, offer to bring my splitter over and get things done in no time for him. WOW, my buddies start giving me all sorts of grief and telling the owner not to egg me on. All I know is that when I go spend 1/2 an hour splitting for him and get rewarded with an awesome Italian meal I'll be the one laughing.
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