A figure runs up to you. "You good sir! Would you like to try my homemade tacos?! Wait, shit!" He looks away from you and looks at you again with a sombrero and mustache. "Now! Would you like my tacos?!" He holds up a taco. "SHOVE THE GRUB INTO YOUR FACE HOLE OR I SWEAR I WILL UNLEASH SATAN BUNNIES TO CHEW OFF YOUR SCROTUM!!!! Excuse him he's very headstrong. EAT MY TACOS YOU WALKING TRASHCAN!!!! Seriously dude, like up yours. UP YOURS!!! Look just answer the question before he starts to drive me more detached than I already am."
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[spoiler]What the actual -blam!-?[/spoiler] He looks strangely then shakes his head.
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He tries to forcefully shove the tacos in your face. "WAR NEVER CHANGES AND NEITHER SHOULD MARKETING SCAMS!!!"
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Catching the taco, he punches you in the gut and starts eating the taco.
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As you punch him in the gut he doesn't flinch at all. "Yes! Are my tacos good?"
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"You bet your ass they are!" He finishes the taco and offers a high five.
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"YES!!" He high fives you. "Takes these into the war zone to feed the troops! They will need it!" He hands you a giant duffel bag filled with tacos.
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He walks away, fist raised, bag of tacos in the other hand.
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He sheds a tear. "Ima' miss that son ofa' bitch."
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"Don't mind him he needs to at least scam one person a day"