I'm pretty sure a woman intented this so she could divorce her husband

I know most people might find this repulsive, but I love hot dogs. If I could, I would eat one every day. Ok, well maybe not every day - but at least once a week. If I actually knew how to work a bbq grill, I would probably eat them much more often. Alas, I don't have a bbq or the technical smarts to actually work one. Mental note: find a man by summer that can work a bbq. Also, purchase bbq.

Hold the phone. No need to find a man or purchase a bbq, when I can purchase one of these:



Named, The Hot Diggity Dogger, respectably.

This handy contraption only confirms my decision to not keep a man around.