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[drewbear]

I loathe the smell of hotdogs.

My roommate seems to live almost exclusively off the damn things, and the smell that lingers for hours after he microwaves some makes me sick to my stomach. The stench of salt and preservatives and processed meat, all combined in a superheated column of wretched, contaminated air. I come home from work, hours after he's left for his job, and the odor hits my nose like a three-week-ripe dead herring jammed into my sinus cavities.

On the plus side, it's driven me off of most processed meat and I'm consequently eating more "straight from the animal" meats, more fruits and vegetables and less canned and microwavable goods. So, in an ass-backwards way, it's making me somewhat healthier.

But I still loathe the smell of hotdogs.

Comments

[dedos.livejournal.com]

I thought I was the only kid who didn't eat hotdogs!
I can actually eat them now, whereas before I patently refused. I still don't care for them, or sausage, or pepperoni, or other processed meats. I just never had a taste for 'em.

[drewbeartx.livejournal.com]

Ah, but I used to like hotdogs. It's just that constant, unceasing exposure to them has kind of driven that liking out of me. :-p

[thatfatboy.livejournal.com]

He is a weener smoker.

You can smell it on him.