Corn dogs

Several days ago the I-house cafeteria special of the day was corn dogs.

And nothing says 'special' like a corn dog

The corn dog may even be a greater mystery than the hot dog, and one of the few things more disturbing.

Lets look at it like this.
Each of these elements by themselves are relatively harmless, but combined they create a deadly cocktail.

1. A basic hotdog. Ok, to my knowledge it is the staple food for New York City, and if a population like that can survive on them, they can't be so bad. (unless of course they have built up an immunity)
2. Cover it in Batter. Pushing it, but acceptable, not the healthiest choice, but if it is good enough for twinkies, its good enough for me.
3. Put it on a stick. Certainly not the classiest choice.

Even the name 'corn dog' is almost impossible to say without a southern drawl.

They are mostly sold at carnivals, where they make a lot of money, because well, a corn dog is the least frightening thing at a carnival. (more on carnivals in general later)

The true danger of a corn dog lies not underneath a golden bun, but as a gateway to other evils.

You may think. "I might as well have a corn dog." But don't fall prey! The previous statement can lead to other more dangerous ones.

"I might as well have a corn dog."
"I might as well start wearing wife beaters."
"I might as well marry my cousin."
"I might as well just leave all those car parts on the lawn."

This might be frightening, but it is for the greater good.

I leave you with something to ask yourself whenever you are considering comfort in a corn dog.

"Do I want a corn dog?"
the answer is:
"Do I want a successful life?"