"Welcome back to Pimp My Ride. Today, we're

"Welcome back to Pimp My Ride. Today, we're trickin' out the Oscar Mayer Weinermobile. We're gonna take it from 'hot dog' to 'hot DAWG'." I watched in astonishment as the host

turned the dorky Weinermobile into the bitchin' bean-powered Chilly belchin' Chorizo Chariot. The owner Checo Pérez consumed 10 chili buritos & entered a drag race against

the elitist "sausage" racers, the High Octane Sour Kraut compressed Landjuger roadster. Checo's Chili Chariot did not have they scientific precision of

alarm bells used to measure their racing vehicle's gear, & the driver's navi was feeling depressed. "My life is a lie." "Come now, our Chili Chariot will beat the Sour Kraut Kart

In the Chili 500.", the driver said. There were 25 vehicles entered in the race, scheduled that afternoon. The fuel used was cooking oil from nearby restaurants, to please the

-s hungry to know the outcome. With a clang of a spoon on a pot the race began and the cooks tore around the track, food items falling off at every turn and hitting spectators in

the face. The Chef's rounded the bend, carts full of fantastic food items. Lastly they had to cook the most amazing holiday dish. Frenchy Frodo made blood pudding & Saucy Sam made

brandy-laced fruitcake shaped to look like Pippa Middleton's bum. Lemon Liam whipped up a lovely Yule log, while Petie Pie baked a partridge in a pear crust. Chef was impressed!

The evening was aglow with accomplishment and appreciation. A moment passed, and then there was a knock at the door. It was Vincent Price with a tureen of jambalaya!