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[20:33:45] cherriebb515: I think what I really wanted for my kimchi fried rice was hot dogs.
[20:33:50] cherriebb515: but they come in too large a package.
[20:33:57] cherriebb515: And they sell suspicious ones at 99.

Suspicious hot dogs.  Hot dogs of a suspicious nature.

My imagination provides me with the image of  two individual, human-sized, grizzled hot dogs.  They are wearing dark trench coats, fedoras, and sunglasses.  The one in front has a lit cigarette hanging from his mouth.  They walk up to your house, somewhat hunched over with their hands in their coat pockets.  Occasionally, the hot dog without a cigarette looks furtively over his shoulder.  You watch them approach your front door from your darkened living room.  The one with the cigarette rings your doorbell.  You try and hide behind a couch, but it’s too late.  The other hot dog walked around the side of your house and saw you through your stupid lacy window dressings.  Seriously, why do you have lace on your windows?  Of what use are they?

Anyway, the first hot dog rings the doorbell again.  Having no choice now, you open the door.  The hot dog with the cigarette bids you a good day and asks if you’ve considered their proposition.  And…that’s it.  My imagination stopped there because I was distracted by something else.  SQUIRREL!

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