I thought I had something to say, but I was mistaken.
I need new boots.
And I enjoy beer.
While 7-eleven taquitos are somewhat better than you would think they are, there are some nasty fucking things rolling on those grill things. Seriously foul things. Some kind of hot dog, covered in chili, with a tortilla or something wrapped around it. Just rolling on those little bars all day long. I have no problem with barely edible highly processed food, but those things scare me. My tract hurts just looking at them.
Can you still get a job living on top of a mountain watching for forest fires, like in Dharma Bums? And if so, does it pay well? Because I would really want to do that.
I need new boots.
And I enjoy beer.
While 7-eleven taquitos are somewhat better than you would think they are, there are some nasty fucking things rolling on those grill things. Seriously foul things. Some kind of hot dog, covered in chili, with a tortilla or something wrapped around it. Just rolling on those little bars all day long. I have no problem with barely edible highly processed food, but those things scare me. My tract hurts just looking at them.
Can you still get a job living on top of a mountain watching for forest fires, like in Dharma Bums? And if so, does it pay well? Because I would really want to do that.
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