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August 19, 2013
JD the master burrito constructor had cheerily served us in exemplary fashion for many a year – even through those Friday night tribulations in which metal bands exuding extremely high decibel levels frequented his place of habañero-laced purveyance.

But he never dreamed a fan of his fiery comestibles would craft a 37 word sentence in waxing effusive over the indefatigable JD Burritomeister.

Yes, he had departed the business, noting all the while the place lacked feasible feng-shui.

At last glance, work crews had begun the seemingly unnecessary task of gutting the place in preparation for the assault that was to come.