So here I stand, another night at Dutch Bros., but tonight is different. Rachel brought me dinner. But not just any dinner, a burrito. But not just any burrito, she brought me La Salsa’s secret weapon: El Champion. I’ve got extra respect for a burrito that can stand on its own.
I know what you’re thinking and you’re right. My girlfriend is cooler than yours.
(The purpose of the thumbs up is twofold. First, to showcase my approval. Second, as a reference point in regard to the size of this monster.)