The Adventures of Cold Corndog and Uncultured Jar of Mayonaise

Chapter 1

Cold Corn Dogs P.O.V
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I woke up and I was very cold. I was normally cold but this was even colder than I was used to. Where was I?

Everyone thing was white. It was also dark. I was all alone.

All of a sudden a blinding fluorescent light turned on and a suspicious jar with a blue lid filled of a white substance was put next to me.

What was going on? How did I get here? I had so many questions.

"Who is this jar that was placed next to me?" I wondered

And as if reading my mind he said "hi I'm Uncultured jar of mayonaise! What is your name?"

"I'm cold corndog" I replied, "nice to meet you."

I had no idea where I was or what was going on but I like it.

I tried to move to explore my surroundings. But when I looked down I had no legs. Instead there was just a thin wooden stick.

The last thing I remember before being trapped in this chamber with hanging out with my best friends, Hot and Dog.

*flash back*
"Hey Corny how's it going?" Hot asked me as he always did.

"Nothing much," I replied. "This weekend I have to watch my little wieners for my wife. They are such sweet children"

"Oh I'm sorry to hear that. Me and Hot are going to The Grill Club this weekend and were going to ask if you could come but you already have plans." Said Dog.

And before I could reply I was being picked up by a giant pink creature with 5 tentacles.

I was then dipped into this powdery substance and and a stick was shoved up my rear end.

And that is the last thing I remember

*end of flashback*
I then began to slowly weep. I have left my wife and little wieners. I have left my everything. I wonder if they miss me? I wonder what they are doing right now?

"Please don't cry, " said Uncultured jar of mayonaise, "I left my friends and family too."

And with that he began to sob with me.
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