Saturday, November 17, 2012

Walk of shame in my own apartment

Oofah.  What you're looking at in that picture is nothing more than the devil's sick joke but known in common vernacular as a "cheesy potato burrito." I usually don't get tummyaches from fast food but this morning I learned for whom the Taco Bell tolls.

I have been trying to clean my apartment and I'm sluggish, tired, and cramped. I hate to say how disappointed I am in that because this was my last Taco Bell fix.  I feel like I was given my last meal in prison and I found a fly in it.

I would write more but I'm afraid the burrito might hear my bashing and get angry. And I certainly won't like when it's angry....

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