I had something else planned for dinner because Biggs was not planning to be home. Once I heard she would be home for dinner after-all I knew I should do something a little bit more special. So I, um, heated up some wieners, fried some onion, oven baked some packet hash browns and made an unpleasant cheese sauce.
I don't know what possessed me to make hotdogs but it was a remarkable amount of effort and mess for an underwhelming result. Apparently 2% of hotdogs contain human DNA so at least there is some chance that we got our daily requirement of vitamin H (actually, that's a lie. Vitamin H, while abundant in Saskatoon berries, is probably not present in human parts).
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