According to a police report, a hot dog street vendor attacked a man on the street without warning but the hot dog salesman has a different story.
My date and I were walking hand-in-hand down the street when we saw the hot dog guy across the street and decided we wanted one with a coke and would eat our dinner a little later.
By the time we got there the hot dog vendor had some guy down on the street and cramming a hot dog down his throat.
But just then a policeman came up and got him off.
"Arrest him offer, he tried to kill me", stated the college-age male. I actually swallowed some of that stuff."
"He's been annoying me for three days ruining my business with his 'You are eating scrap meat from the floor of an anonymous meat packer! That there is most like a part of a chicken's ass or ground up hog balls.' and stuff like that."
"Then what's in these things?"
"I don't know. I just buy and sell them. I eat them myself. Have been for 20 years and I look healthier than Tofu Turkey here."
The police told the accuser to leave and the hot dog vender to 'lighten up'.
"Is he gone? Then make me a chili dog with extra hog balls!"
That sounded good to us. "Make that three!"