I've had hot dogs the last three days in a row. I consider this an accomplishment, because I love hot dogs like nobody else. The only people who could love hot dogs more than me are starving children in third world countries who long for American nutritional values.
Today breaks the cycle. I could have had a Polish sausage for lunch, but that isn't my favorite encased meat.
As Hot Doug has writ on his wall, "There are no finer words in the English language than 'encased meats,' my friend." Amen Hot Doug, Amen.
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