Dear Del Taco, You have completly fucked up my stomach for the day. I seriously blame you for the reason why I don't have hot girl arms. If fast food joints weren't open 24-hours, so many poeple would just pass out instead of injesting 1,000 of calories in seconds. I can't seem to kick the late night drunk munchies of quesidillas though!! They're just so addciting cheesy and warm. My metabolism is severly confused for the next three days after a 3 a.m. visit with del scorcho and inferno packets. Can we maybe compromise and have a breathalizer at the drive thru for those ordering the whole menu anytime past 1 a.m.?
