| Our story, like most good stories, begins with two jerks
in a ski lodge. After a long, hard night of energy-drink-cocktail-fueled
libation, these jerks settled in while the winter storm raged outside.
The next morning they awoke, loaded up their gear, and headed out to
the mountain. Amongst this gear was an open bag of peppered beef jerky,
which had, unfortunately been drenched in some of the energy drink that
had been carelessly spilled the night before. On the first lift up, it
made no difference: to these jerks, jerky was the only breakfast they
needed, altered or not. Much to their delight, the jerky had retained
it's original flavor, but had been made more tender by the accident.
What's more, as they floated their way down the mountain through bottomless
powder, they realized they'd been given an extra boost - the jerky had
taken on some of the pep of the energy drink. On the next lift ride up,
the greatest innovation in jerky since cracked pepper was born. |
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