Poor Nick decided he wanted to cook some hot dogs over the open fire. The only hot dogs I had on hand were ones I use for training and baiting the Cardigans. That is to say the 100% white meat turkey hot dogs.
So he braves the turkey dogs, but later a request came in for cheese dogs--I digress. He puts the hot dogs on his expandable stick and proceeds to cook. Well the Russ and Music were having none of it. Their opinion was, "Hey those are my hot dogs." They sat at rapt attention on the top of the RV stairs while Nick cooked and ate. Nick ended up feeling like a real heel. Poor Nick!
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