"You think you see everything. But no you never truly do. My broke group of friends and I somehow end up at the end of a rainbow. Sounds impossible right? Well not everything is. We expected to find a pot of gold like what every other sane person expects to find."

"Hey Conner are you seeing what I'm seeing?"

"Yeah I am Sean. I see the Hotdog Man."

I Just stare at it. I hardly believe this. A month of traveling all over the world from Egypt, Iran, Mongolia, Sri Lanka, Japan, Canada, Mexico, Argentina, South Africa, Switzerland, and to finally America. All we get was the Hotdog Man. THE HOTDOG MAN. HIS HOTDOGS AREN'T EVEN GOOD. IT IS MEDIOCRE AT BEST.

"Sean, I hate to say but we might have to fill it out."

"No Please don't say that Conner. I can't do it please."

"I hate it too but it's our only choice."

"No."

"We have to get a J*b application."