Friday, November 16, 2007

Here we just call it bacon, eh.

What do the Scottish call scotch tape?

What do the Brazilians call brazil nuts?

What did they call old-style numerals back when they were new?

What do you call a cold hot dog?

These are some of those eternal dilemmas that are best left unsolved. But one is a dilemma no longer. A tepid frankfurter is just a dog. Or, if you want to be more specific, a dog of no particular temperature. And Tepid Frankfurter would be an awesome band name.

[Hey, I said I'd post every day in November. I didn't say you'd like it.]

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