I was on fade one night from too many beers when I decided to make what I then dubbed a Hot Dog Sandwich.
I bought this pack o' dogs really cheap. Didn't have any buns though. I threw three in the microwave for a minute and jammed them all in between two slices of bread and slapped a bunch of mustard over it. I got halfway through it and fell asleep. I woke up in the morning puking chunks of this horrible stuff. Couldn't eat a hot dog for weeks.
When I was in high school I was bored and really hungry. I had two mid-sized mirowave burritos left. I saw there were a few big flour tortillas and cheese in the fridge. So I wrapped the microwave burritos in the giant tortialla, littered it with cheese and nuked it. Something didn't work in the microwave process and I almost gagged trying to eat it. Nasty.
I've made hot dog sandwiches, but I added lettuce and ketchup, and some relish. It wasn't bad. It's your recipe that stinks...
So far, I've not had anything really taste too bad. Or if I had, it was so traumatically horrible that I've completely blocked it from my memory, for fear of reliving the horror. I SEEM fine...