James and I were having coffee the other day and somehow we got talking about mexican food, or just mexico. Then somehome James wanted a Burrito from a Burrito truck, because they have them in Seattle, of course. I think we were talking about different types of Burrito trucks and double decker buses that would sell tacos. One of the bosses on the floor suggested the truck be shaped like an elephant and have the burrito come down the trunk. So after all this burrito talk the next day at lunch I got Taco Time. But it made me kinda sick and I wasn't full. Then Phil suggested that there is lots of Mexican food in Mexico.
Today I took this test to find out what food I am. Clearly the Mexicans are haunting me.
| You Are Mexican Food |
 Spicy yet dependable. You pull punches, but people still love you. |
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