Bacon hotdogs. No kidding.
I woke up this morning dreaming of a cheeseburger. I don’t even remember the last time I had one. So when I went to the grocery store I had that on my mind, but it’s Monday morning and the meat guys alway start slow. They were still setting things out, and no ground beef to be seen.
So I wandered on down to the end of the bin, or cooler, or whatever you call that place where they put the meat, and that’s when I saw…bacon hotdogs.
Guess what’s for lunch.
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