Monday, January 15, 2007

Hot dog, day two

It's totally shriveling up. Taylor freaked me out tonight in the dinner line telling me that William Pope L. did a piece w/100s of hot dogs, and they went bad, and then people had to go in w/protective gear similar to hazmat suits to clean it up b/c they emitted toxins into the air that were incredibly dangerous. I don't want my hot dog to kill me.

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