alright, this ones kinda lame:


Strawberry: 20/100 Pear: 20/100 Banana: 30/100 Tomato: 0/100 Lemon: 35/100
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thanks, johnny....totally made my day

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now im a pretty big fan of the breakfast burrito. i make a pretty mean breakfast burrito and i have a pretty rigorous standard. the university i go to has several undergraduate colleges. each college is named after someone famous fr something, usually relating to the speciality of that schools field. if you are unfamiliar, its a way of putting like nerds together. in essence its just another way the man puts us down. anyways, the breakfast burritos at the chow spot in the particular college where i study taste like butt. they simply suck the big ducks. well, one fine morning i decided to take a walk halfway across campus to the prestigious les crivens college. i made my way into the cafe spot there only to find that i could get a breakfast burrito made to order just the way i want it...and its goooooood.

i spent many hours trying to figure out what makes these burritos so good. on the outside they look ordinary enough. still something distinguishes them from the rest. this morning i found out what the secret ingredient is: latex. yup, latex. as the server was cutting my bacon strips into bits, i couldnt help but notice that the loose fitting latex glove kept making its way under the knifes edge. very clever, indeed. few are the restauranteurs who boast such innovation. as i called her attention to the matter, her reply was that the trick is to cut the glove evenly so as to spread bits of latex throughout the burrito, while avoiding the finger nail with crusted dirt beholden. i was quite impressed, indeed, at her manifest skill. i threw two bits her way as i walked off toward the cashier.