Driving in a hatchback with Brad, Vinny, Alex, and Dan and for some reason, and we drive by this artisanal hot dog place. Vinny said it's his favorite and he really needs to have some. I offer to go in, and he has a very specific order of one plain hot dog and one "Chilean Mountain" dog, whatever that is 😂. When I leave to go inside Brad says he regrets not putting in an order because he kinda wants one now. Dan Ryckert heard of this place and thinks it sounds amazing.
So I go in and it has a waiting area that looks like a bar, with one kitchen in a room upstairs where many people are making the toppings. Up from these stairs comes Dick Van Patten in a black apron looking exasperated and tells me he's extremely busy and can take my order but it will take a long time because these things are very hard to make. He's the artisanal chef who perfectly cooks each hot dog. So I ask for Vinny's order and he goes downstairs.
Meanwhile a line is forming behind me. People in that other kitchen keep working on cooking toppings, like fried mushrooms and relish. I'm wondering if people in the car are getting upset waiting so long. Finally Dick comes upstairs again still looking exasperated with one plain hot dog on a paper plate and puts it on a small wooden table next to me. "These are very hard to make!" 😂. He goes back down and works on the next one.
I look for a to-go container I can put this in and want to go to ask those toppings people for one. People behind me start laughing and I turn around and a very tall woman just took a bite right in the middle of the plain dog. I look upset because it took forever for this and I don't want to keep waiting, so I am like WTF lady? And she picks me up like she's Hugo Andore from SF3 (and looks like the female version of him too) and gets ready to clock me when Vinny comes busting in saying "What's going on?" and I'm like "she ate your dog" and Vinny says "Look everyone calm down, we don't need this bullshit, let's just go".
Then we and up going somewhere to chill, sitting on milk crates watching VHS tapes on a CRT drinking some beers and Alex is smoking some weed, passes it to me but by then it's just a roach. He tells me we need a clip but all we have is scissors. I take it and start choking on it and wake up.
Yo I have a serious Beastcast void in my life now and my damn mind is trying to fill it! 🤣🤣🤣
How are y'all dealing with it? Got withdrawal as bad as me? 🤭