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Feb 6, 2008

Sneaky

On my way home from the library tonight, I called Patrick and informed him that I would DIE if I did not have Chipotle for dinner. He said that it would be better if I just got the burrito bowl instead of sacrificing myself. So I stopped to get dinner for us and, while I was there, was taken with an ABSOLUTE NEED for chips and guacamole. So I added some to my order.

Well, it took Patrick a little while to get home. I was starving and dying for my dinner, so I started in on the chips and guac.

And finished them all before Patrick got home.

Don't tell him!

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The Shrink said...

You tricksy wee soul, you! :-)

Pennsy said...

OUT!

No chips for you!

-Pennsy, the guac nazi

barrie said...

Well it was life or death! You chose life!!!

Alykat said...

True story:
When I moved here, there were no Chipotles. I was so sad about this that my friend drove down FROM CHICAGO with a Chipotle Burrito. This was 90% of the reason for his visit.

I understand the desperation, although I now prefer Qdoba!