Three Dog Night

Tonight, I joined my Bible Study gals at Greer Stadium for "Dollar Dog Night," a.k.a. cheap, sub-par hotdogs, meant for consumption while oogling tight baseball bottoms and oh-so-wrong TAR moments. While Sarah, Mandy, and I are waiting on the rest of the gals to join us outside the stadium, we discuss how hungry we are and how much we are looking forward to the hotdogs. Our fascination with the dogs escalates considering the attractive price point. As we discuss all of the hotdogs we are going to eat, I say, "it's going to be a two dog night." Sarah and I look at each other in amusement, and I exclaim, "too bad I'm not hungry enough to make it a three-dog night!"

top: Sarah, Lana, MA

bottom: Rhonda, Molly, Siebe, Mandy

Ironically, it did turn out to be a three dog night. I made a pact with Lana and Siebe that we wouldn't feel guilty about it...