Agreed, he was really into it.
How does a tortilla mixing machine work? I’m picturing a giant bowl of goo with big paddles turning in it and a small nozzle at the bottom to squirt a bolus onto a conveyor belt. What part of that apparatus proved deadly? Or am I missing something?
It was probably something like this. It kneads dough. And they were using it at a tortilla factory, hence “tortilla mixer”.
Except it probably had a large dough hook instead of paddles.
This somehow leaves me flat.
Didn’t this happen in an episode of Six Feet Under? Maybe it was a bread dough mixer.
It’s nacho job to be a junior mod.
Don’t bother – I happen to know there’s a molé in the police force.
::yawn:: So. . .another reported sighting of Jesus in a tortilla?
Naw,
Like all dead end jobs, his heart wasnt in it. But, as reality slowly sank in, he was drawn into it.
Looks like he survived although he’s a bit disfigured.
“Doh!”
Reminds me of the butcher who backed into his sausage grinder and ended up getting a little behind in his work.
Or the butcher’s assistant who refused to climb a tall ladder to retrieve someone’s order. He said the steaks were too high.
I hear if you stuff this companies tortillas with the right meat the combination is the cat’s meow…
No. No foul play. But if these were chicken fajitas well…
come on everybody! You know the next line. Sing along, ok?
Juan down …
This story is a-maize-ing.
I made an off-color joke here once following an incident in which the subject of my bit of humor didn’t even DIE.
I got called a cunt.
I <3 this thread. But you’re all bad people who deserve to be called many horrible names. Just so you know.
That red goop ain’t salsa!