“Excuse Me While I Whip This Out.”

I have some imagery for you. Now, don’t worry I love both Hot Dogs & the USA, this is not an anti-either post……..it’s more of a, Hey can’t we switch to a different unofficial food type thing.

(Warning this may be graphic! But, then again in a country that thinks “50 Shades of Grey” is a good book and “Magic Mike” a good movie, who knows?)

Why must we celebrate our country’s birth by jamming a phallic shaped mystery meat into our mouths? Sure, we bite down, we’re Americans damn it, we’re nobody’s bitch…but we do swallow, so maybe we’re just a nation of sluts, I don’t know. I love a good hot dog, don’t get me wrong. But today it’s just kind of difficult not to picture Uncle Sam with his star-spangled trousers around his knees, pushing all those wieners into the mouths of Americans at picnics and backyard BB&Qs. “That’s right, Oh yeah, take it. The whole thing, hey, hey slow down, slow down. That’s it. There’s plenty more where that came from, no, no, no, that’s just the special sauce! It adds to the flavor….”