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THE LEGEND OF THE OSCAR MEYER WEINER FACTORY
It was past midnight when Oscar Meyer walked into his factory, aching to do some un-finished buisness. He walked inside his office and pulled out a paper from underneath his worklamp. The paper was an important document written for his friend, the Weiner Baron, who works with Oscar Meyer to make his special Fleshy Hot Dogs. He left the office and walked down the hall, passed the creamery, where he had just hours ago been making his special product.
He exited the front doors and locked them tightly. Walking across the street to deliver the document to the Weiner Baron's house, a loud screech broke the silence of the midnight crickets. A large truck pulling logs was driving out of control, and sped towards Oscar. He only had time to say, 'HOLY SH--' before he was brutally knocked off his feet by the truck and ran over by two or four wheels.
Legend says, that when he was still alive, Oscar and his friend, would work together on they're special hot dogs, who some people say are made of human flesh.
Fin
THE LEGEND OF THE OSCAR MEYER WEINER FACTORY
It was past midnight when Oscar Meyer walked into his factory, aching to do some un-finished buisness. He walked inside his office and pulled out a paper from underneath his worklamp. The paper was an important document written for his friend, the Weiner Baron, who works with Oscar Meyer to make his special Fleshy Hot Dogs. He left the office and walked down the hall, passed the creamery, where he had just hours ago been making his special product.
He exited the front doors and locked them tightly. Walking across the street to deliver the document to the Weiner Baron's house, a loud screech broke the silence of the midnight crickets. A large truck pulling logs was driving out of control, and sped towards Oscar. He only had time to say, 'HOLY SH--' before he was brutally knocked off his feet by the truck and ran over by two or four wheels.
Legend says, that when he was still alive, Oscar and his friend, would work together on they're special hot dogs, who some people say are made of human flesh.
Fin
