Just try not to make them look like the family dog.
I'm all out of hamburger buns, all I've got are these frozen pizzas. It will have to do.
You better hope you haven't eaten any pork lately or there's gonna be a hell of a battle in your belly.
This is like the fat kid's equivalent of that poster with a rose and some ballet shoes on a piano in a little girl's bedroom.
Sometimes you want a pizza, sometimes it's burger time. Sometimes it's impossible to choose. Thank goodness for frozen goodies.
So if I eat the hot dog am I basically making out with one of these scary little dudes? Can I have a couple beers first?