Randomness

I just saw a commercial for Oscar Meyer's new "Fast Franks". The hotdogs already come in a bun and you warm them up in the microwave. Some may call this convenience, I call it laziness. In a country where we can't make the effort to take a bun from a plastic bag, open it and place the hotdog in it, we wonder why we have an obesity problem.

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Girl of Approval said…
I saw those at the grocery store the other night. I wasn't quite sure how they were all that convenient. I thought hot dogs were pretty easy in the first place.

And as far as obsesity goes... well, I'm lazy. :) It takes effort to get this fat. Yea!
8/02/2006 1:41 PM
Anonymous said…
Not to mention it's a damned hot dog, people - lined with pig's intestines. I will only eat the organic kind from the Good Dog stand on the Helena streets ... and even that is a stretch. Ugh....
8/02/2006 2:06 PM
teacherwoman said…
I don't just think of it as laziness...think of all the damn preservatives in that thing! Gross! What is our world coming to?!?!

good luck on telling the family you are leaving. If you want to be out of there by Nov. 3, then tell them! Otherwise they may make you feel guilty and ask you to stay longer.
8/03/2006 10:09 AM
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