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Oh, give me the tacos for $5,000. You ain't said nothing but a word. Um, I don't really eat burgers like that anyways. Every now and then, but run me a taco ASAP.
It doesn't matter if it's Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday lovin'. It is tacos all the time, cause taco, taco, taco, gets my heart jumpin' and rhymes, tacos.
It's a mood. Sometimes, especially before I get my period, like when the blood just drips down my vagina. Yeah, before that happens, I am craving a hamburger. Give me that iron, baby. But most other times, it's a taco for me.
You know, I love tacos and I love Taco Tuesday, but I eat tacos any day of the week. Yesterday I actually had barbecue shrimp on the grill, on the barbie, broccoli and a baked potato because your girl's on a little bit of a diet. Tonight is salmon and tomorrow will be tacos, so Taco Thursday. Much love, Queen.