I'm going to try to turn my hotdog eating experience here into a poem to make it blog-worthy. I don't have much time though, so please don't judge me, eventhough you all probably will anyways.
Serge's Dogs
I say, "tudo"
He goes:
Fresh hot
big bun
out of the metal steam box
open
prime sides with
spatuala of mayonnaise
both sides-
sprinkle on
tiny cabbage snow
sticks to sides
quick mustard squeeze
open new door
hot sausages wrestling
in juices
of tomato and onion
two dogs chosen
stuffed intertwining
into big bun, now full
spoon on
onions and tomatoes
from dogs
So full this bun!!
Spoon on
peas (savory can kind)
corn
tota florea
bun almost at
180 degree angle
Shoestring fried potato sticks
Fasten in all -
Spatula mayonnaise
like mortar in mosaic
quick squeeze cetchup
quick squeeze mustard
Throw on
huge pile, thick blanket
of mini angel wings
fresh white
curdy
cheeze
Keeps it all together
Made in 30 seconds
Costs 3 reais
Gone in 3 minutes
Refresh with coca
Wash hands
Wash face
Equally stained
white
with mayonnaise
Rub greasy belly
--Christina
I had more before - but better short like this -
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2 comments:
always rubbing those greasy bellies.
sounds like the perfect completo, eh?
it got a little nasty for me at the cheese mayo mix, but what can i say? never a mayo lovah, but now a willing mayo tryah. i could be converted perhaps in 5 years.
djlj
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