I want to go to stupid Walmart even though it is the dumbest place on earth and buy their delicious salsa. And I want to assemble a giant tower of Doritos, seasoned ground beef, salsa and cheese.
This can't be normal. Nachos won't make my cold go away. But I want them nonetheless.
It's been said that food is love, maybe that's why it's so easy to turn to.
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