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Originally Posted by FleetsidePaul
My wife had to drive an hour away There is a hot dog place there. I won't mention name but it rhymes with Wienerschnitzel.
I love their chili cheese dogs. So my wife picks me up a couple.
A couple of days later I ask where the hot dogs are? She doesn't know. So I look in the car and there they are. They've been sitting in the car for two days.
This is where poor judgment comes in. I think WTF...I've eaten worse. Just throw them in the microwave and heat them up. They're fine.
Uh. Big disclaimer here... NO THEY AREN'T! NEVER DO THIS! Unless you want to see the ole brown eye express come roaring out of the tunnel. It's not pretty folks. But in my defense they still tasted pretty good.
I think I'm the reason that they put those stupid warning labels on stuff.
I guess that I just have to learn the hard way.
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Lol you and my brother would get along great. He’s famous for eating the leftovers from the back of the fridge that have been hanging out back there for a week or two. I won’t hardly touch certain types of leftovers because I hate eruptions of either kind. He damn near has the mentality that if it doesn’t have mold on it it’s fair game
