When I Find My Weiner I Will Be Free

Solo Coyote

Sorry, I couldn't pass up the above opportunity for a dirty joke.

Hey, I don't cuss, so that's pretty dog-gone dirty for me.

The aforementioned weiner is a "hot dog." As I renew my independence and reestablish my OWN lifestyle without wife or children--I search for the perfect hot dog.

You think that sounds easy? The bun is the easiest part. I like the steak rolls, but the final decision still awaits the weiner. Will it be long and narrow, or short and stocky?

So far, Oscar Meyer, has the flavor I seek, obviously from my childhood memories. But I'm testing other brands and styles. I think I'm going for a HONEY MUSTARD instead of the regular old yellow stuff.

I discovered that my favorite pickle relish tastes like chopped up bread and butter pickles, so I'm pursuing my relish backwards by seeking the ultimate wavy wafer pickles, then I'll see if they've got my favorite sweet relish also...

See. This is a big project. When completed, I will be me, free, eating what I decide.

I'm looking forward to my new freedom so I can miss the people who annoy me now.

Love,
Coyote

Coyote the hot-dogger.