Comic… on a Stick
Meat on a stick is definitely where it’s at, just so ya know. I must admit, though, that I’m not down with switchblades in meat. It’s just something I don’t like and you can’t make me.
Being a brat
The genesis (or nebulus. Or Sega Genesis) of this comic is my trip yesterday to the New Braunfels Wurstfest, which was such an amazing experience that I will have to write about it elsewhere, perhaps in blog form.
I will just say that my wife and I shared a stick that featured five different kinds of sausage plus a roll, all impaled. There we were, biting into the thing together, and I daresay it was one of our more intimate moments that didn’t involve the risk of having children.
Food on a stick rocks.
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