Mike and I came to the conclusion (while cuddling on a tiny lawn chair ftw) Friday afternoon that skin is like a unitoritilla without seals, openings, or sew marks. All our organs are like the burrito ingredients: cheese, lettuce, chicken, steak, guacamole, beans, sour cream, etc. Our human unitortilla holds all of these ingredients together. Although he came to the conclusion that we were sewn together at our belly button, I had to disagree. We are a beautiful unitortilla creation that can’t be sewn. When our unitortilla breaks doctors sew it back together to make sure the essential ingredients of the human burrito don’t fall out. That is why doctors exist. We are simple yet deep, deep philosophers.
After drinking that glass of Guinness and south rock dance at Renaissance tonight, I can rightly say that I am craving a huge, juicy burger from Fuddruckers.