07
May
From the brunch table: A love song for a burrito
Tell me how I’m supposed to breath with no air.
This burrito’s so big it’s not fair.
I’m about to eat the whole thing ‘cause I don’t care.
No air. No air.
16
Jun
i guess the mention of chipotle and my eloquent usage of the word “fuck” in an email tipped google adwords off that i might need a hand in the love department. bold move, google. but touché.
