Don't worry, I would never use an octodogger... nor would I make octodogs.

Octodogs...I...I...I'm...speechless. They are an abomination against humanity. Betty Crocker would be spinning in her grave, if she had ever existed at all.

Still...it is good to know that the R&D program at the State Hospital for Culinary Insanity is turning out new product.

Beautiful pictures, Billy. :thumbsup:

Octodogger, step#4--"Remove base, then eyes and lightly shake the holder to allow the hot dog to fall out." Why do I have these visions of the clown trying to throw away a sticky tissue. And when it finally does let go,...duck. :eyebrow: