Grab some hot nuts

I love New York. Because only in New York would one young, macho, early-20’s American male walk out of a store, turn to his friend (of similar demographic) and say,

“I’m just going to grab some hot nuts.”
“Hot nuts?” his friend said, and he was not horrified, just intrigued.

Of course, by then he could smell them.

I think I spent too much time teaching ultra-homophobic Catholic republican teenaged boys in the midwest. I love New York.