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There I was, thinking I was all alone on that Target aisle. Just me, myself, and that taco I had eaten 20 minutes prior slowly digesting in my belly.
So I snuck a smelly sneaker out my stink seat. Potentially potent and powerfully packing a punch did it really ravage & reek! I knew nearly right away that I must evacuate the premises immediately!
But then I turned around, and there you were! Slowly you walked toward me on the same smelly aisle. Have I no shame? I couldn’t help myself, you were so breathtakingly beautiful but I couldn’t stay and say hi because I knew you’d get a whiff and you’d immediately know it was me! How embarrassing! ¡Qué lástima!
Anyway, you were wearing yoga pants and you looked so good! I would’ve liked to had at least hello to you but, well, you know. What can I say? We are all human. We all eat tacos. And come on, we know what tacos do. Gas prices may be up, but with enough tacos, there’ll be free gas for everyone! Look, to make an already long story short: will you marry me? Listen, I may need to check my rear emissions, for you, I would forgo tacos for life! And that’s saying something, because if anyone loves tacos, I, I love tacos. But I’m much more interested in your taco. You know what I’m sayin?
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