Imagine sprinting out of your house with whatever cash you can find because you hear faint mariachi music in the distance and you have a hankering for tacos
Imagine sprinting out of your house with whatever cash you can find because you hear faint mariachi music in the distance and you have a hankering for tacos
For real. I lower my standards for convenience all the time. I would honestly love to see what I would settle for if it was food, that was in front of me, that was hot, and I didn't even know I wanted it until I saw it, but also it came to me.