Friday, September 13, 2013

Gross injustice

A singing hot dog vendor for the Detroit Tigers appears to have been fired because he was passionate in expressing the opinion - held by all civilized people - that you don't put ketchup on a hot dog.

I see no way that this miscarriage of justice can be allowed to stand. And here's the legal precedent, philosophical underpinning and cultural imperative, all in one:


Steve Skubinna said...

The vendor's mistake was in not carrying an S&W in .44 Magnum.

Jonah said...

I bet the SF Giants would hire him in a heartbeat.

Minicapt said...


mojo said...

Heywood Floyd: I'd love a hot dog.
Walter Curnow: Astrodome. Good hot dogs there.
Heywood Floyd: Astrodome? You can't grow a good hot dog indoors. Yankee Stadium. September. The hot dogs have been boiling since opening day in April. Now that's a hot dog.
Walter Curnow: The yellow mustard or the darker kind?
Heywood Floyd: The darker kind.
Walter Curnow: Very important.

RebeccaH said...

Ketchup belongs on french fries. Mustard belongs on hot dogs. And hamburgers.