Guys, I am not even kidding when I say Chipotle has cornered the market in mass-market tacos! In the past 2 days, I've consumed 2x2x2 tacos - do the math!!! It equals 8. Tonight I was flossing - turns out an ENTIRE taco (untouched) was wedged between my canine and whatever the tooth is called next to it. I really should know this since my dad is a dentist (f'realsies!!). I then put the taco in my mouth, chewed properly, aaaaand...scene.
idea for short play:
You: What time is it?
Me: TACO TYME!!!!
You: Stop it. Really, what the f time is it?
Me: CHI-POTES TIIIIME.
You (grab my wrist and look at watch): Wanna get some 'cos?
Me: Nah, not in the mood.
[Audience is stunned that my character doesn't want a taco after all. Scene is meant to be a bit of a cliffhanger and lead into next scene which is all about character's startling change of heart]
AAAAND SCENE*
*written, produced and directed by someone who is obsessed with a certain (shall remain unnamed) hard shelled treat that is on the menu at a certain (shall remain unnamed - I don't want everyone to ruin it) QSR**
** That's Quick Service Restaurant as we say in the food biz***
***biz = business
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