Kip's of Pawtucket

So when I met my ex-wife,
she raved about Kip's weiners.

When I finally met her brother,
he raved about Kip's weiners.

Last year I was in Myrtle Beach,
and the guy at the golf
shop raved about Kip's weiners.

I have now eaten Kip's weiners.
I had them for lunch after the car show.
I had them just as you are supposed to:
With meat sauce, mustard, onions and celery salt.
I still had them for afternoon snack driving home.
I still had them a good part of the night.
Heck, I think if I belched right now,
I could probably still taste them.

Casey's Hot Dogs of Natick MA kick Kip's Weiners of Pawtcket RI ass.

The funny personal part of this?
Well my Ex talked about it for over a decade.
She kept saying how we just had to go there.
However, she could never quite make the time.
How many times did that happen in the last 10 years?
How many other things were like that during our marriage?
My goodness, the stories I could tell.
In fact, I guess I now look back at my marriage
like I look back at Kip's, with a sour stomach.

BUUURRRRRRRPPPPP.


UPDATE: It started about 10 AM the next day.
I guess it is called Kip's Revenge.
My God, what vile food, north and south.


(oh, and yes, new camera)