Dr. Grumpy: "Hey, what do you guys want for dinner?"
Frank: "Hot dogs!"
Marie: "Don't care."
Frank: "We had tacos last week! He always gets what he wants!"
Craig: "You had a hot dog for lunch yesterday."
Frank: "You idiot!"
Craig: "You're stupider than Snowball!"
Dr. Grumpy: "STOP THAT!!!"
Dr. Grumpy: "Let me look in the fridge."
Hmm. We have some hot dogs, leftover taco meat from last week, shredded cheese. No buns, or bread. How can she leave us without bread?!!! Now what do I do...
Dr. Grumpy: "Okay! Instead of hot dogs or tacos... We're having Taco Dogs!"
(Put together on the spur of the moment from leftovers. A taco shell, with a hot dog, taco meat, and cheese. They were surprisingly popular, albeit unhealthy).