Morning,
Boys and Girls,
So, Happy 4th,
Independence Day, whatever you call the holiday! Anyway, let freedom ring! Joey and I am waiting for the Nathan’s Hot
Dog Eating contest festivities to start at 11 C time out of Coney Island in
NY. It’s 10 crazy ass minutes of
watching a bunch of men and women stuff their craws to the point of exploding
for a $10,000 purse…fun, fun!
When I told
Joey about the purse, she said, “Yeah, they need all that money for their
hospital bills afterward. Actually, I’ve
heard it’s more like spending a lot of time with john afterward…hope there’s
enough TP to go around.
Can you see
it, both men’s and women’s bathroom stalls monopolized by contestants, like
soldiers on the field when the TP runs low, “I’m out!” Someone throws a roll over, “Make it count!” Another one shouts, “Man down!”
Needless to
say, we got some hotdogs, it’s the only time of year Joey really wants one, I
guess it’s in the spirit of the day. I
actually like hotdogs, because they’re crip-friendly with the side-by-side two-handed
hold as opposed to a burger, where I have to balance it on the back of my wrist
and hole the top with my other hand…and more often than not, the stuff in the
middle still squishes out. We also got a
double shot to share…mmmm.
Guys, be
careful, have fun, and be good to each other.
-J-
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