Well, this didn't go well at all. The ribs were good, but the Viagra laced BBQ sauce was a mistake. Right after our meal, one of the other geezers started complaining about angina, which anyone who watches all those ads on TV knows can happen with this stuff. My hearing is so bad I thought he said that word with a "v" in front of it. So I am smiling and patting him on the back while everyone else is yelling and screaming to get him to the ER. When we finally got it sorted out, I was chosen to take him to the ER. We got there, explained to the doc what happened, and they took care of my friend. The doc also canceled my Viagra prescription, suppose I deserved that. Anyway, they let him go so we head back to my house. Come down the driveway and there are flashing emergency lights all over.
Turns out right after we left my other geezer friend, after his fourth margarita, tore off his shirt, smeared himself with my fortified BBQ sauce, and started screaming for the ladies to lick it off. Fortunately all of them were well provisioned with pepper spray and stun guns in their purses, and made quick work of him before calling the Sheriff. After we explained to the Deputy the situation, he just shook his head and left, muttering something about "attempted assault with a friendly weapon" not being in any of the county ordinances. After we got his eyes washed out, he calmed right down and fell asleep. Four margaritas will do that to you at our age.
Anyway, I am afraid our BBQ party might have put a strain on our friendships with them as They both mentioned something about a "cold day in hell" before we get together again, and everyone know cold days aren't good for barbeques. It didn't stop one of them from licking the BBQ sauce bowl clean before they left though. Guess I am going to have to revisit that recipe before the next BBQ.