Things I Don’t Understand, Items 480 thru 482

480. Hot Dog eating contests
481. The shoulder-dislocating weight of a fresh jug of laundry detergent
482. Crystal Meth

14 Comments on "Things I Don’t Understand, Items 480 thru 482"

  1. The Zadge says:

    Number 482 makes you *really* attractive, too.

  2. Where my Russian weightlifter when I need her in the laundry aisle?

  3. buggy says:

    On 480., why is it that the winners of these hot dog eating contests are always 5’3″ and weigh a 120lbs?

  4. Catalyst says:

    At a 4th of July party, I tasted a Nathan’s hot dog that (a man had) grilled. When he brought it in, (a woman saw) it was not done and finished it in a skillet on the stovetop that still contained grease from her delicious sausage burgers. It made the wiener terrific! But one was enough for me.

  5. Hot dog contests are NUTS. They horrify me. I saw the one on TV the other day and had to change it…it stresses me out!

    It’s the pounding-down-food-against-the-clock part that is creepy to me. I’m sure I could win a cookie or cake eating contest, if it was cumulative (over a day, or over a year). Or candy corn.

  6. I wanna know where those 65 hot dogs go.