Most folks eat those wierd things, albeit unknowingly. My Granny used to say the only thing that didn't go into a hotdog was the squeal. Nowadays, with "all beef", "all pork", "all chicken" and "all turkey" dogs, it really makes me wonder what the hell's left that goes into the "other" kinds of hotdogs. Ah, well, we're really only picky when we're not really hungry.