I hope you get the shits bitch!



So the other night I am going to one of my favorite sonoran hot dog establishments and when I say establishment I mean old van with a filthy fuckin' tarp covering a mobile kithen. If you have never had a sonoran hot dog they are delicious in fact they are so delicious that some mother fuckers can't wait their turn in line to get one. I am a patient person but do not enjoy being disregarded.
I am lacking spanish skills, I only play a Mexican in real life, so I could'nt explain to the master of the culinary arts that I had been waiting patiently. All I could do was watch while my bacon wrapped beauties were intercepted. She would not look at me so I am sure she was aware of what she had done. I eventually recieved my hot dogs but I still had that feeling of disregard and loss for the "ones" that got away. I consoled myself with thoughts of those two hot dogs that were possibly tainted with salmonella. I like to think I narrowly dodged those meat processed bullets and that bitch did me a favor. I hope she got the shits.


Woman in photo is not the actual culprit.