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"Materials For The Doghouse"

Even the next day, we still felt the spirits moving within us. We had spent the previous evening listening to the gospel of Reverend Jack White and his band of merry chieftans at The Fillmore devotion centre. I was in need of a chili cheese fix to get my equilibrium back, so we stopped here before hitting the road home. The short and long of it is this; I liked the semi-charred dog, but the chili cheese fries were some low rent bullshit. Their fries are the frozen, out of a bag variety that taste like theyre coated in teflon. The chili was like thin, flavorless soup with little specks of meat (or soy, probably) that had nothing to cling on to. I have no doubt that the runny slop came straight out of a giant can.

Let me ask this: if youre buying your hot dogs from a a vendor in NY and all your other shit if off the Sysco truck then whats the point? I mean, do you guys make anything in house? Because if youre strictly in it for the money then go buy a fucking Wendys, instead of trying to pass yourself off as a real restaurant. As we couldve picked up the same quality brand of shit from a gas station, at about half the cost.