My ode to Taco Bell
So tonight I got to enjoy one if the simple pleasures in life known only as taco bell. You see the Taco Bell on my side of town got “closed” for remodeling and then never opened back up. It got bought out bu somebody who then named it “The Crazy Dutchman” which is nothing at all like Taco Bell. This was the day my life was changed drastically. Because, well you see, the nearest Taco Bell is thirty minutes away. And I am a poor kid who doesn’t have enough money to drive thirty minutes every time my heart so desires Taco Bell. So when my friend Alison suggested that we grab some taco bell I was down. Sold. It didn’t take much convincing. So a good time was to be had by all. I went to Taco Bell and thoroughly enjoyed my chicken quesadilla. I was delighted. I also had an awesome time catching up with Alison. She just gets me. Things that are never intended to be funny around her suddenly become hilarious. So all in all I’d say between the Taco Bell and my amazing friend it was a successful night.
