So I’m making dinner the other day — hot dogs on the grill. Yeah, I’m just that kind of house husband.
So I pull out the buns, lay them out for the three of us, and what do I see?
Look carefully… over on the bun on the right… could it be?
Yes! It’s Plankton!
And there I was thinking these were going to be regular old (well, low-fat) hot dogs. Obviously, they were really crabby patties.
And FWIW, I wound up eating the bun with Mr. Krabs’ nemesis on it. Hmmmm, monomaniacal cyclopic copepod goodness.