Just the other day, Jen and I made the choice to spend an entire day watching TV shows on the computer. When I say that this was a choice that was made, what I really mean is that we felt too crappy to get off the couch. So there we sat. Or rather lay. Not doing too much. Enjoying Jason Bateman's charmingly despondent yet biting wit as we careened our way through the last disc of the second season of Arrested Development.
Around lunch time, Jen made a strangely articulate request for bean and cheese burritos. The task of attaining these burritos fell on me because I had left less of my brain at Kyle's house the night before. I told Jen that I would gladly get her these burritos. Like her, I'd have rather been eating a burrito.
Now the big dilema. Do I drive the mile to Taco Bell or the 4 miles to Del Taco. While this may not seem like a difficult choice to some, you must remember that I was feeling a bit sluggish and I was leaving behind my immobile wife. Speed was more of a consideration than usual. With all that in mind, I chose Taco Bell.
What the hell is wrong with Taco Bell?!
I will tell you.
Pepsi owns Taco Bell (notice that it's the only fast food place that insists on punishing it's customers with Pepsi).
Taco Bell is to Del Taco what Pepsi is to Coke. The over eager, hyperactive, pooka shell necklace and way too much gel wearing, pudgy little brother. Everything that Taco Bell serves has some sort of sauce in it to make it seem more....I don't know. Shitty. I think that's the word.
Anyhow. After devouring these burritos (how do you screw up a b&c burrito?), Jen and I decided that we wouldn't, in fact, rather be eating a burrito. At least not one from Taco Bell.
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Wednesday, November 23, 2005
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