I love burritos. I love burritos so much that if you and I were on a first date and the conversation turned to Mexican food, which it would, obviously, and you said something crazy like “I don’t really like burritos” then I’d be all “OMG this date is over right now” really dramatically like, in my head. I’d scramble to make up an excuse about a family emergency, or a dramatic onset of the influenza happening RIGHT NOW. And then I’d leave, even if I thought you were dead sexy, and I’d know in my heart I’d done the right thing. I could never share my life with someone that doesn’t love burritos, its an ABSOLUTE DEAL BREAKER. {more after the jump}
