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I would ask someone to hold the other end just to eat it end to end myself.
reminds me of this:
🤤
Lady and the Tramp-style
You could make it all fit if you were truly dedicated.
🥺👉👈
This is how I married my wife in Germany. I am now banned from Germany.
Sometimes a langerote doesnt literally mean “the long red one”
Nothing sexual.
What up!
P.S. No eye contact unless the mood is right.
No weirdos.
Oh well. ¯\(ツ)/¯
Here, you seem to have dropped… Oh.
Why would anyone keep eating once the bun is gone?
Sometimes you gotta take a leap of faith
Oooh, we’re half-way there
Meat.
How can you have any pudding if you don’t eat your meat?!
Hey, teacher…
People eat donuts every day, even the hole in the middle.
Tonsil hockey.
OP is posting while hungry
Horngry*
What if you hide your dick in one of the buns?
Gelding speedrun.
One of my dicks in one of the buns
Haven’t seen “glizzy” used in this context.
Obama was president when I first saw that name given to hotdogs.
Why “glizzy” tho?
People started referring to Glock handguns with extended magazines as ‘Gluzi’, being short for glock-uzi.
The Uzi is another gun with a commonly extended mag that pokes out the bottom of the grip, hence the comparison.
The slightly derogatory ‘Gluzi’ became ‘Glizzy’
Now, another more derogatory nickname for a gun with a mag that sticks well beyond the handgrip was “Hotdog” because, well it looks like the sausage sticking out the end of a hotdog bun.
So people are calling these guns “hotdogs” and “glizzy”, and so naturally, at a barbecue somewhere where the sausage was notaby longer than the bun, someone must have started referring to their extended sausage hotdog as a “Glizzy” as a joke, comparing the sausage to the extended mag of a Glock, and it stuck. The comedy lives in referring to an innocuous food item as a weird looking, often gang or crime-associated style of gun. Maybe because there’s a high chance of encountering both kinds of Glizzy at certain barbecues, and bystanders are subject to the ol’ switcharoo when one person asks for a Glizzy, and received a hotdog. Or maybe they asked for a hotdog, and recieved a gun, IDK I wasn’t there.
I hope you made every word of this up, because this is the de facto history of glizzy now. Like, a screenshot of this comment should be the entire Wikipedia page.
I shall do no further research into this topic, this is now canon for me
i decided to do some single-onion-layer level of research. wikipedia article has at least one reference supporting OP’s description:
Can’t learn that in college
I wanted to give you a reasonable answer. There isn’t one. The only answer I found is super fucking stupid.
Eew, shared bacteria.
That’s disgusting.
Mustard is for chemical weapons, not food.
People who don’t like mustard are not to be trusted
I just reported you to ICE for this terroristical anti-mustard comment.
I am Antima
I lol’d.
Plus, dijon, m’lad.Damn, lots of mustard stans here I guess
I got a similar reaction when I made a comment derogatory of mayonnaise.
Probably most common condiments have fans ready to defend them.
You don’t like mayo? What an affront to all things holy!
/s
I respect but disagree with such an opinion, no /s.
I do like pasta salad though, so there are exceptions.
OMG pasta salad is one place where I don’t put mayo. Let’s hope we never have to plan a cookout together :D
I’ve never actually made or had homemade pasta salad, so who knows - I might like it better without!
I eat the raw stuff (horseradish).
And since my friend also hated it, I sent him a video of me happily eating the raw stuff, without flinching.
Expert trolling. Hat’s off to you
We will fiercely defend our passions.
ETA: ignoring the obvious ketchup on that glorious wein shudders tells us far more
Imagine bitching about pineapple on pizza when those gastroterrorists are unironically putting ketchup on sausages. It’s sacrilege, an atrocity against man and god.
Pineapple on pizza is great in theory. In practice people usually don’t pre-grill the pineapple and they don’t cut it thin enough, so it creates a big soggy pineapple juice crater in my otherwise delicious pizza.
None of it compares to well done steak with ketchup.
Makes me sick just thinking about it.
I probably wouldn’t use ketchup either, but if it were already there I’d still eat it without gagging.
Username works out just fine.
No, unfortunately too many of my fellow Americans like mustard.
Joke’s on you: my mustard game has become so advanced - a habit so entrenched - it has rendered me immune to the chemical irritants which are commonly deployed at street protests, which is really coming in handy lately.
As I wind my way to the front, my people chant in unison:
MUSTARD MAN! MUSTARD MAN!
MUSTARD MAN!
I open every orifice and beg for pepper balls and gas. The people, euphoric, giddily cheer through their masks as I personally ingest about a year’s worth of taxpayer-funded chemical munitions via every route physically available to my mortal form. The pigs waste… all of it. It is a tasty snack.
The pigs are sad. They go home for the night. Questioning their life choices, they are unable to sleep. Half of them later resign.
Your poor taste in condiments aside, you are a man of the people and I salute you.
Did someone evoke Mustard Man
Not REAL mustard they don’t. They like that food dye number 666 shit that has zero mustard seed in it.
You mean like what’s in that picture?
I have no idea where it was taken but from the burnt surface of said glizzy the pic would suggest that it wasn’t served near Port Authority and thus soaked in 9 day old water and smeared with Chernobyl sourced ingredients.
