How Much I Love Taco Bell

Now, anybody who knows me knows I loves me some Taco Bell. There's nothing better than a 2 Soft Taco Supreme combo with Fries Supreme. And let's save the jokes about diarreah and the Taco Shits; I have such iron bowels that Taco Bell is like water to me. Nothing happens, no need for Pepto. It's hard to put into words how much I really love Taco Bell (well, not really. This comes pretty close). When I saw this picture in the Craigslits.org jokes forum, I went "that is no joke; that's the visual representation of how I feel for the 'Bell". I think the joke attatched was something like "Now thats what I call fast food!! H'yuk h'yuk" (what a knee slapper - look out Roman Danylo from Comedy Inc). So there you go. It's a good thing I don't drive, because this would be my car. Actually, no; I would never drive a truck. Imagine the guy driving the truck?
"Fuckin' shit! I just wanted a got-dang gorditta!"