… I ask myself every time I eat at Chipotle.
Dunno…but there was a cute comic book entitled Burrito, where the character was a burro.
Never eat anything bigger than your head?
I once was served a calzone as big as a Time-Zone! Damn! That was enough for three of me! It was bigger than a football!
There was a place on High Street in Columbus Ohio in the mid 90’s that used to advertise/sell burritos as big as your head. They were certainly big, but not as good as Chipotle. There was also the Burrito-bago that would drive around and make super fresh and yummy burritos all over campus. WAY better than Chipotle, but not as big.
Also, I grew with that book (Never eat anything bigger than your head and other drawings). Loved it and Cat and Whack Your Porcupine! I gotta see if I can dig those up from somewhere.
FYI, this story from earlier this month is about a taqueria in Brooklyn that will give you a ten-percent stake in the restaurant if you can manage to eat a thirty-pound burrito.
Some burrito joints call them burros. Not a real claim to quantity.
La Bamba?
Possibly? It was 20ish years ago and I was drunk more often than not when I decided I would like a burrito as big as my head.
I had the former of those, and the author was B Kliban. I still think of a board in a fence as a ‘fent’ ever since.
There was a La Bamba in the two college towns I lived in (undergrad and grad school) that had the “Burritos as big as your head!” tagline. Once I was so drunk I bought one, took it back to my dorm, and passed out. I woke up the next morning to a fully-wrapped burrito sitting on my desk.
Google says there was one at 1956 N. High Street, but it recently closed.
Yes, me too! In fact I just saw them again the other day when I was reorganizing my subterranean lair. Also
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Two Guys Fooling Around with the Moon** Two Guys Fooling Around with the Moon: Kliban, B.: 9780894801983: Amazon.com: Books
eggs http://www.amazon.com/Eggs----First-1st-Printing/dp/B003NDA8Y4/ref=sr_1_12?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1446155793&sr=1-12
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The Book of Terns** The Book of Terns: Delacorte, Peter, Witte, Michael C.: 9780615424392: Amazon.com: Books
Hee. Kliban. My father took my brother and me to find a birthday gift for Mom and we found a jigsaw puzzle of Kliban’s Momcat. https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/1c/a3/d1/1ca3d15697bdcaf1c9da77965560b783.jpg
My brother was nervous about making sure he kept the secret so of course as soon as he sees Mom he blurts out “Do you want your puzzle - er, present - now or later?” :smack:
As Speedway Ryan awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found his head transformed in his bed into a gigantic burrito.
Struggling to breathe, he furiously ripped off the wrapper.
“How the hell did this happen!” He thought to himself as a puddle of carne asada juice began to pool on his pillow.
Depends. If you are a spanish-speaking-mexican-purist, you could argue that this question is similar to the one creationists ask about the transformation of crocodiles into ducks.
Burrito is used both for the food item and a young ass. Burro is only used for the adult ass.
So perhaps if you have tequila with it that would make a burro since it’s now an adult meal.
Perhaps they are burritos and not burros because they are too young?
When you can ride it, its a burro.
When you can chew it, it’s a churro.
It’s better than waking up to a fully-wrapped burrito, but your pillow is missing and there are a few stray feathers in your mouth…
I guess…
“The callous sophisticates laughed at Judy’s tiny head.”
Best. Cartoon. EVAR.
