When I moved down to Florida to start school, my parents were nice enough to give me $50 in Chipotle gift certificates (Thanks guys!). I had recently shown my parents the glory of the "small baby" sized burrito, and since I was the one to bring them this wondrous food, they naturally assumed that I had an extreme love for the things myself.
They were absolutely correct in this assumption.
I have sustained myself on almost exclusively Chipotle style Tabasco drenched barbacoa burrito bowls, and I until my stream of gift cards expires, I will continue doing so. Each time I hand over a gift card though, I can see the end inching its way closer. Soon I will be out of gift cards.
I hate to say it, but I may have to ... end it all.
I just hope the big guy managed to open up a few Chipotles cloud-side.
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