The clown pulls back the curtain to reveal a table with two massive platters stacked with hotdogs and two chairs parked behind it. "Your goal is to eat more hotdogs than your opponet, the champion." You look around and see no one. "Where is he?" you ask. But suddenly he steps out from behind the stage and you see him. The champion is a 7ft. Fat Anthro boar covered short, brown bristly hair. You stare at him in awe and realize how out of your league you are, there is no way you can win. "Contestants take your seats," the clown says, pulling out an electronic scoreboard. You comply, figuring that there is no harm in losing. "And start!!!" Shouts the clown. You and your opponent start stuffing your faces with hotdogs. You work to keep a steady pace and try to avoid stopping for anything. You manage to figure out a way to eat them with a little chewing as possible .You are shocked by how much your managing to eat despite your expectations. You keep wolfing down the hotdogs untill suddenly you hear a buzzer. Stopping to catch your breath you look up to find...