Are you Messing With Me?
Cherie and I rolled through Taco Bell this evening. For those fast food illiterates the drill goes like this, order at the screen, pay and get hot sauce at the first window and finally pickup the grub at the second. Tonight we received a bag with one wet nap and a mint at the pay window. I can’t help but believe someone was messing with us.
Taco Bell Gift – November 18th, 2008