I brought a shit ton of tacos. Or I have supplied us with a faecal megagram of tacos. You be the judge.

Nah, not my problem. I never have to do any of those things. But I am able to hear other people and understand their problems. What is missing in you that you can't?

Oh I get it. Out of bed at 6:30, not actually hungry till 9, but you gotta cram something down or wait till noon.

The funny thing is that one taco makes a faecal megagram, if it's the right kind of delicious, filthy taco.