First Farrah, then Michael and now this. I don't know how much more the american psyche can take.
Oscar Mayer, the king of frankfurters, has left for the big bun in the sky.
Hot dog scion Mayer, a spry 95, was tooling around the avenues in his patented wienermobile when he was set upon by a pack of hungry german shepherds, who evidently mistook the car for an easy meal and mark.
Police and crime scene investigators were aghast at the carnage. " The whole corner was strewn with mustard and kraut, no one deserves to go that way," said a shaken Detective Joe Schlobotnik.
Per the request of the family, funeral services will be private.