I sexually Identify as a hotdogboy. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of being squashed into a bread, greased with ketchup and mustard. People say to me that a person being a hotdogboy is impossible and I’m fucking retarded but I don’t care, I’m beautiful. I’m having a sausage made of meat from pig, chicken, cow and horse, making me so delicious everyone wants to eat me. From now on I want you guys to call me “Sir Hotboy” and respect my right to follow you everywhere. If you can’t accept me you’re a hotdogophobe and need to check your meat privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.