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I just told a man at willy's that I was "very rape-able." Allow me to put it into context. I always feel the need to chat up the people who make my burritos.
1. Because I used to make burritos professionally and understand the burn of hot taco grease.
2. Because I want to justify the fact that I am there several times a week, and therefore, I simply NEED the employees to know I am at least border-line normal.

So yadalee doo. I was exchanging a nice banter with this man. I said it must be very hot back there. and he said yes, it is. And I said you guys should name this burrito after me. not because i'm so great, but because I know a mean burrito. The hint of lime is key. And he said Damn. That is a lot of mace on your keychain. And i said

well, I'm VERY rape-able.

And immediatley I regretted it. Seriously, I don't mean it, Karma or wood. or whoever. And I felt like the whole restaurant cringed, and now I have another thing to add to my Most Regretted Things I've Said Outloud in 2009 List. AND I can't go to that Willy's for at least a week.

at least not on friday's. at least not at 4:00.