this reads somewhere between Neil Cicirega lyrics and Clerks dialogue
My kids only eat the dog. They rip off and discard the delicious corn coating like it’s a banana peel. Why don’t we just offer them regular hot dogs, you ask? We do, but “they don’t taste the same.” Monsters. So now we don’t buy corn dogs because I’m not paying corn dog prices for hot dog meals.
That is when you start giving them regular hotdogs and tell them they were pealed corndogs.
They won’t eat them. So corn dogs/hot dogs just aren’t on the menu anymore.
Fun fact: the term for corn dog in Japan is America dog.
TIL 🌈
7’s the key number here. Think about it. 7-Elevens. 7 dwarves. 7, man, that’s the number. 7 chipmunks twirlin’ on a branch, eatin’ lots of sunflowers on my uncle’s ranch. You know that old children’s tale from the sea. It’s like you’re dreamin’ about Gorgonzola cheese when it’s clearly Brie time, baby. Step into my office.
Yeah Mr Moneybags where would I even get 7 corndogs?
Why am I suddenly craving olives?
