It was a lovely afternoon in NE Ohio, and Mr. Beauregard Van Horne and I decided to take our lunch break sitting outside on a park bench, after visiting the Smokin'Hot HotDog Girl.
What continues to amuse me about this, is the minute Beauregard gets within ten feet of the hotdog cart, he goes all New York, talking in a funny accent and reliving his metropolitan past. It is quite the transformation.
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