Curt and Clayton wanted to go drinking , but they only had a dollar between them. Clayton looked over at a hotdog wagon nearby and he had a sudden inspiration. He spent the dollar on a hotdog, threw away the bun and stuffed the hotdog down his underwear.“ We're gonna walk into the bar and order beers and drink them down. When the bartender asks for the payment, I'm gonna stick this hotdog out my fly. You are gonna drop to your knees and start sucking on it. The bartender will be so grossed out that he'll immediately throw us out of the bar.” They entered a bar and the scam worked like a charm. After the seventh bar they were both extremely drunk. Curt started complaining“sheesh, I'm starting to get bruises from dropping to my knees. ”Clayton slurred, “You think you got problems?! I lost the hotdog four bars ago!”