Oh look! Implied penis counts!!! YAY!!!!!

I remember the first time I tasted one of those skinless meat sticks. The year was 1970 and the world was still reeling from the shock of Jimi Hendrix's death. I was down at the time, feeling ugly and ashamed of my now fully developed man-breasts, when an older gentleman called out to me from a parked car across the road. To be continued as I unlock more repressed memories…

Umm, is the singing hot dog on the right of the image “female?” Gender identity is difficult enough for humans: must be even more challenging for the skinless hot dog.

And he can feed his whole Hitler Youth troop with that 40-pack.