In the midst of a terrible economic crisis it takes someone with a prescient vision to understand that the only way forward is sausage. Get entrepreneurially victual with The Sausage Guy.
Now that the Sox are done, and the economy's stuck in a financial port-a-potty, Fenway's beloved Sausage Guy vendor is looking for new ways to peddle his pork, be it in your hood or house, or on your very own stretch of highway (after all, this is why you adopted it). For the business savvy/recently fired, SG is offering to post up one of his carts on your choice piece of landscape, hawk his meat, and cut you a deal from the sales -- especially lucrative for those residing directly across from frat houses, construction sites, or Bikram yoga studios. Your cut, either in money or meat, will be negotiated on a case-by-case basis, depending on foot traffic, property value, and whether or not you decide to let him inside to pee.
To just eat a crap ton of sausage, SG's also offering "extremely flexible" catering covering "Three hours of endless food", from Sweet Italian Sausage/Hot Dogs/Chips to an elaborate jollification of Sausage, Burgers, Steak Tips, Deli Sandwiches, BBQ Chicken, Pasta, and "almost anything", indicating a shrewd diversification in his foodstuff portfolio as a hedge against the ever-volatile cased-meat market.