They figured it would be good luck for their brother. It was almost 6:00pm when Yakko made dinner. Yakko had tried to talk him out of going, but since the first prize winner got a year's supply of free hot dogs, that was futile.
He couldn't help but think back to the time when Wakko had died from eating too many meatballs. He'd demonstrated this at various cookouts the siblings attended.Įven though Yakko knew how good his brother was at eating, he still was worried for him. He could easily eat 40 hotdogs, drink 20 liters of Coca-Cola and still have room for desert. Anyone who knew Wakko knew that he was practically a machine when it came to eating. Both Yakko and Dot knew that Wakko would come home with a trophy and gloat about his victory. His younger brother Wakko had taken a trip to Baton Rouge to enter a hotdog-eating contest, and would be gone for the weekend. Yakko Warner was rarely alone with his younger sister Dot. Just make sure you mention that I wrote it!
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