For the 5 people who read this I think one of you may not know who I am. For him/her here is a brief intro….I am The Mole's younger brother. Notice how I did not say little because I outweigh him and have less hair. For nine years I have been a cop in a suburb of Omaha and have done a little bit of everything in the law enforcement game. The only things left on my resume are to (1) arrest the Wookie (aka Paul Pruess of Dekalb, Illinois) for a trumped up felony, and (2) participate in a hot dog blog. Looks like at the end of this month there is only one thing left to do before retirement.
Therefore in light of my chosen path I will be known as “The Pig.”
It would be in poor form to not thank those “brave?” men who went before me. It would also be taboo to allow a fleeting hope I will not destroy any records thus far. Therefore, in the effort of gauntlet throwing, (still don’t know where that saying came from) I feel it necessary to Roast my predecessors.
The Mole, what can I say about this guy. He is tall, dark, handsome and very intelligent. He also likes wine, playing volleyball, playing with the girls, and helping out with Uppercase Living parties. Quite the internal struggle if you ask me. Is he a South African sprinter? Only time and x-rays will tell.
The Mexican from Atlanta – he’s a cute little man. Did he actually drink wine with a hot dog? Is he still married after that? If I assume correctly he is not…then the question is did she leave him for eating hotdogs? For making her eat hot dogs? For turning orange? For him being such a small person? Or simply realizing he is The Mexican, which by what I hear from his college buddies, was inevitable. Good thing for him the wife gets half of his…well ….money? (I think Munch had the overs at 9 years but no one saw the hot dog thing coming….they never do)….I needed more dots.
Big Doug – well well well. We meet on the interweb to blog about hot dogs again. I know in all of your other dog-blogs you make comments like “I can barely fit this dog in my mouth” and “I am excited this dog fits my bun” and “I like men” but this month you have disappointed even your most loyal readers. Both of them. Over a week with nothing? The sausage council will be very disappointed. You may even get passed over as emcee for their fest this year.
But I digress,
This will be my month and I am excited to report I am currently in Minnesota in the Otter Tail area for a fall fishing trip with dudes. Also known as the stink and drink, the hot dog blog opener will be a bratwurst/sauerkraut crock pot concoction today. Pictures to follow.
Dog on.
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