Hot dogs can be really tricky, can’t they? Oh they can. But they sure come in handy when the mustache’s out there, starving, and there’s no sign of AMPM within’ a 10 block radius. And what’s supposed to be a fast-food stop turns into a long after-the-food chase of sausage corpse, not to mention the cheap translucid ketchup forever on the victim’s favorite blue/whitestripe/billythekid shirt.
But as long as the mustache is clean and ready to go, there’s no real harm.