Last tail gate I went for it all and had a hot dog, brat, italian, polish, and a chorizo (btw there should be some kind of sweet name for doing this). Eating like a pig? Seriously, sampling the Klement's menu? Downing the menu board? Doing the sausage marathon? This somehow reminds me of my 5 years as a pizza guy (pause to marvel at that statement), and the hilarity many callers at 2AM would feel when they uttered the words, "I'd like a 12 inch (or 14 inch) sausage". It was quite a feat getting an address out of them at that point, as the giggles would ensue.