Hot dogs and beer *or* Hey! meat explosions!

Interesting. Ball Park[sup]TM[/sup] makes these nifty lil individually wrapped “all beef” franks, so you don’t have to open a whole pack of hot dogs to enjoy the overprocessed oddly moist deliciousness of a single dog. “Great idea!”, I think, as I read the directions. “For microwave: no need to vent, just heat hot dog in its self venting wrapping” or something along those lines. Self venting…hmmmmm…another great idea from the people that have mastered ground-up lips and assholes stuffed inside of some mysterious colon-like tube. Thirty seconds later, as I prepare my bread for its soon to be warm tube-o-meat goodness, I hear a strange sound. POP. Not so strange as it is scary, I look inside the Microwave That Fixes Everything[sup]TM[/sup] to find out that my delectable little cylinder of mystery meat has…EXPLODED! Aparrently the pressure inside the “vented” wrapping far exceeded it’s structural integrity, and my hot dog decided to plaster itself about the inside of my microwave, leaving the perfectly clean wrapper behind on the tray. What a shame. What a waste of thirty seconds. What a waste of bandwidth…er…What a waste of a hot dog!!! Could I sue? Do I have a case? Should I have another beer…er…

[sub]Hey, you people let me in here, it’s not my fault![/sub]

Aren’t they the ones that say “They plump when you cook 'em”? :smiley:

Guess these just “over-plumped”!