There's a mountain of black beans and rice behind my elevated fajita platter.
And the Dude got this pesto deliciousness.
Our bill was a grand total of $12. How? It's called having the sick hookup.
Date Night
June 29, 2009
The Dude and I got Mexican food the other night.
There's a mountain of black beans and rice behind my elevated fajita platter.
And the Dude got this pesto deliciousness.
Our bill was a grand total of $12. How? It's called having the sick hookup.
There's a mountain of black beans and rice behind my elevated fajita platter.
And the Dude got this pesto deliciousness.
Our bill was a grand total of $12. How? It's called having the sick hookup.
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