Those taco bell bastards did it to me again last night. I went up there late last night because I was absolutely starved and I ordered my favorite combo meal and a chicken quesadila. Having ordered it so many times before, I know that it's $7.47. After paying for my food and coming home, I discovered that instead of my seven dollar meal, I had been given three eighty-nine cent tacos. I checked my receipt and the had charged me for the right thing but somehow gave me the wrong shit. I tried going back but they were closed. Those bastards.
On a seperate note, I've been told that my goatee makes me look like a super villain. go figure
On a seperate note, I've been told that my goatee makes me look like a super villain. go figure
Use your supervillian goatee to your advantage. Supervillians never have to drive back.