I went and re-watched the Lobster Sausage, and I realized how much of an inflection point it is in the sausage man universe, he was THIS close to becoming a sanitized foodtoober, at this point all of his fun shenanigans could have been smoothed out and he could have become a copy paste foodie guy, but I think the water sausage immediately after it just broke him, and the great sausage in the sky just took him over like the Mask. After Lobster and Water Sausages, he was just never the same, and his madness has slowly but surely metastasized, he MUST push the sausage arts forward, he MUST push his food ideas forward. It has to get crazier, it has to get more maniacal, he doesn't have a choice, the life and death thrill of sausaging has consumed him whole. He is but meat in the grinder, and the sausage of his life MUST be pushed out, poked and cooked, be it in the pan, the smoker, the griddle or the toaster oven.
What hell hath been wrought upon this man?