I realize it risks my citizenship in the Great State of Texas since Fletcher's Corny Dogs originated them, but I hate corny dogs. Not dislike, not despise, but hate. Nasty, nasty, nasty. Give me a plain Vienna Beef or Nathans on a bun with mustard and I am a happy camper. (PS. I also hate Frito Pie)
I once watched a man eat a corn dog with mayo. I am intrigued but frightened about that.