When I was younger I always ate hot dogs with ketchup. Well, sometimes with chili and sometimes plain, but usually with ketchup and never with mustard. Never. My dad would joke about it with me. He’d say, “Joshua, how many hot dogs with mustard do you want?” And I’d say, “One hot dog, no mustard.” […]
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