You know when you get a taste for something you just want it. Like when I want some General Tsos’ chicken. I WANT some General Tso’s chicken. The other day in the grocery store I had a feel for some Taco Bell. I didn’t feel like riding out to get any, because I was being a lazy sack of nuts. So I found a substitute - Don Miguels’ 3 pack of spicy beef tacos for $1.00. I ended up eating all them later that night, and it was best damn microwaveable taco I ever had. I ended up going back to the store and buying like 7 more packs in a variety of flavors. I was hooked I was to the point where I thought Don Miguel laced those tacos with crystal meth. I was straight up addicted. It wasn’t until the vicious grumble in my stomach the next day that I realized Don Miguel and his tacos had my bowels rocking like a Ozzy Osbourne concert. It was very unpleasant, but the sweet tasting tortilla shells and processed… well what appears to be meat was so good that I refused for us to be separated. So I attempted the chicken fajita, maybe not one of my better moves, but I couldn't help myself. All I can say is that Don Miguel makes some awesome cheap ass Mexican food. It even reacts like Mexican food too though, but hey sometimes you have to suffer for your simple, cheap desires. All in all, all I can say is BRAVO Don Miguel. Granted your stomach ends up feeling like their is a little Mexican jumping bean in your intestines skipping rope, but it does satisfy your taste buds for Mexican cuisine. Go out and fill your body with Don Miguel cheap Mexican cuisine. Then come on back and tell me how you feel. After you spew 5 pounds of diarrhea out your ass like an ak 47, but even after that you'll still be saying. I LOVE YOU DON MIGUEL & YOUR UNDERPRICED MEXICAN CUISINE. Thanks 4 stopping by, and have a good 1.
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