In the Beginning

I’m stressed out, guys. I just want to eat.

It’s Friday, which means I get my choice of junk for dinner. This week’s poison: tacos. Don’t act like you’re surprised.

Step one, look at this meat.

Now look at this.

And this.

This is mexi-cue heaven. And since I bought three pounds of sausage… I see Taco Friday, Taco Saturday, AND Taco Sunday. Hell yes.

Someone come roll me off the couch later, I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk.

Bring a mojito with you.