I own tacos
I will make you into tortillas.
I’M GOING TO BURN THE ENCHILADA OUT OF YOU.
You’re ordinary — you’re on the side of the burritos.
SAY IT AGAIN. SAY IT AGAIN AND KNOW THAT IF YOU’RE LYING TO ME, I WILL FIND YOU, AND I WILL SALSA WITH YOU.
Suddenly I’m Señor Sex
el padre’s had enough now!
no, I just like to watch them all competing. “Papi loves me the best!”
We both know that’s not quite guacamole.
I owe you a fiesta.
(Source: matturday)