Going Places

   So I got the sudden craving for a taco. I told my boyfriend (let's call him Bud, short for Bud Light, because he smells like alcohol.) that I wanted to hop the border on over to Mexico for a taco. He told me just to go to a resturant. How is it that people don't want to go on an adventure? I mean isn't that what our country was founded on? A Dub supported me at least. I told Bud that when I decide to go for Italy for pasta he can not come. Now he regrets what he said. Oh and Macho and I are going to Ireland. At least I have two friends who support my adventurous spirit. Thanks a lot Bud.