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I want to consume and be consumed by the objects of my desire until they make me sick; I want to puke them back out and rearrange them like tea leaves. I am a terrible flirt and an excellent hot dog eater. Tell me what’s interesting about you, and I will put it in my mouth, chew it up, and spit it out later on, never guaranteed to be better than I found it.
whether it’s a sandwich (sure), whether it’s a taco (sure), whether there’s any truth whatsoever to that study that says each hot dog you eat takes thirty-six minutes off your life (I don’t buy it, and believe it is secretly funded by Big Lettuce).
Hot dogs are the kind of American that you know there is something deeply wrong with but still find endearing.
They’re high culture, they’re low culture, they’re sports food and they’re hangover food and they’re deeply American
