Wienerwurst Roast

Let’s have a wienerwurst roast said the guy in the red tee.
I thought it was a smart idea; franks always taste good to me.
those franks were delicious roasted over a fire with charcoal.
My bun was laced with pickle relish I ate it almost whole.
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