I brought home some El Castillito this evening, and unwrapped it in my living room while my housemate puttered in the kitchen. The following conversation ensued.
Dan (while peeling aluminum foil and seeing al pastor juice on the outside of his tortilla): Oh, yeah.
Raphael (incredulously): Dude, are you talking dirty to your burrito?
Dan (red-faced): Um...yes.
Dan (while peeling aluminum foil and seeing al pastor juice on the outside of his tortilla): Oh, yeah.
Raphael (incredulously): Dude, are you talking dirty to your burrito?
Dan (red-faced): Um...yes.
