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No, it couldn't be. And I looked down at the hot dog and there was a face on it. Eyes, nose, a mouth. I had put the ketchup to where it looked like his hair. And he started telling me that I couldn't eat him. That he had a wife and seven kids at home to support. And I stood there with this hot dog and asked Terry, "do you know this hot dog is talking to me?"