Portrait of the Artist as a Young Geek

Reminds me of the time I volunteered to work a booth at Busch Stadium to help raise cash for the squadron... however, comma, our hotdogs had seen better days(as well as 5~7 refridgerations AND recookings), and smelled, while not rotten per se, very, very damn strange. To the ignorant masses we hocked these vile wares, without a care in the world. Methinks your Health inspector would have soiled herself if she got to see our little operation.