But whenever I get the surfo turfo burrito he gets kinda weirded out because he thinks the shrimp are mutant krill.

He loves krill. He asks the staff at every restaurant/coffee shop/anywhere we visit if they serve krill and I advise them to just say yes—if they say no he keeps asking over and over, and if they say yes he just gets really happy and exclaims, “Krill! Krill!” and then forgets and just starts shouting “Yay!”