A hot dog, even an awesome Costco dog covered in deli mustard and onions, doesn't really do much for me. So about an hour later, because I was in Winston, I had a shrimp and spinach salad at Hooters with bleu cheese dressing. Oh, and a bottle of Yeungling. Somehow I never seem to get the cheerful flirty waitress at Hooters. Maybe that will change if I get down to a healthy weight.
Or maybe I just give off autistic mojo.
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