Whatever Gods Exist
The smells of popcorn, cotton candy, nachos, hot dogs and a myriad of other foods mixed in the air. a gazel mimed shooting a tiger in western garb. the tiger pressed his paws over his chest as he sunk down to his knees.
Skater Boys
Ronny treated pent to a hot dog and the fox opted for chili instead. since they were a sweaty mess, they decided to retire from skateboarding for the day and instead go to the parks swimming area.
Sonic in Rehab
Will he dress up like a hot dog, a la tails? will he dress up like a real dog? or invest in a pair of pants with pockets to hold bunnie's lemonbeet seeds? maybe he will take up rotor on his mysterious offer? will he actually listen to antoine for once?
The Most Important Part of Halloween
Through the entire sea of on-theme halloween foods from carefully molded miniature cakes covered in wriggling folds of frosting to form the brain's distinctive hemispheres, hot dogs wore mummy wraps of pastry dough, and ghosts of merengue.
The Other Side of the Tracks ~Chapter 3~
"did you really steal that whole hot dog cart?" "yeah. so?" "and the mail man. what did you do whe you caught him?" "tore his pants off then stole the mail bag." i said, my head raising high with pride. "wow!" sarah exclaimed.
The Trees
"well, yes and thanks for the meal" raccoon would say eating the remnanats of a hot dog that a human had forgotten about and simply thrown away. "the trees and their little petty fights threw me out of my former home as well, raccoon.
Order of Pengu #7
"in a minute, gonna finish my hot dog first" said aohd as he reclined back into his lawn chair. \*\* \*\* \*\* \*\* \*\* "weapon, i need a weapon!"
Complex - Part 3
I picked up some blue jeans and a red shirt with a hot dog on the front. wait a minute. what is alex's shirt doing here? did he leave it here last time he came over? why would i have it?
Mister Shine came to town
We walked back through the park, buying some hot dogs off a vendor as he was closing up, and made it back to our bushes. "i'm glad i met you, billy," he said. "i dunno what i would have done."
The Simple Things. Chapter Nineteen.
Some generic hot dog packages filled the middle sliding door, and i mean filled. there had to be a dozen at least. chinese boxes of take out, most to which were empty, filled the shelf above it.
There's something wrong with me
Sylvia had long since parked her car at the far end of the lot of a 'mister hot dog.' the snow leopard just sat there for a moment, watching her ringtail boyfriend, smiling, tears running down the side of her face.
Jumping Hurdles
The breading smelled all nice and corn like, but the hot dogs turned his stomach. milo sped up a bit, nearly passing frankie and sarah until they were clear of the smell. "are you sure you're alright?" frankie asked. "yeah, i feel great.