03-05-2017, 03:55 AM
My parents had a barbecue the other day,
and I was wolfing down hot dogs
with great relish.
I slathered every speck of those slow roasted nine-inchers
with my mother's tangy sweet pickle sauce
before placing them in my father's lightly toasted sesame buns,
and feasting like a starving hyena.
and I was wolfing down hot dogs
with great relish.
I slathered every speck of those slow roasted nine-inchers
with my mother's tangy sweet pickle sauce
before placing them in my father's lightly toasted sesame buns,
and feasting like a starving hyena.