There's someone out there who could make this cool.
It's not me.
People would whisper. Or look at my neck and say, "Uh...why do you have a purple hotdog on your neck?" And I'd say, "Because I'm cool. And cool people can wear hotdogs on their neck." And they'd say, "That's creepy weird." And then I'd know I wasn't really cool, and my mom lied to me. Because if I was real live cool for real they'd say, "I love your purple hotdog. You are so cool." And I'd laugh because real live cool people don't even know they're super cool; they just wear purple processed animal guts with ketchup to be funny. But it's cool.
Dani just saw the hot dog and said, "That's awesome."
She is so cool.