Frozen Burritos and then what?

I recently downed some El Monterey frozen burritos, and let me tell you I feel great. Eating frozen burritos leads me to a long gasp of life reflection. Many of my fondest memories are associated with frozen burritos. I remember back in junior high school kids picking on me and being comforted by the thought that mom had just bought burritos, and they were waiting for me in the freezer. I could also use the uneaten still frozen burritos as an icepack for my swollen black eye. I remember coming home from football practice craving those delicious El Monterey's.

I also associate losing my virginity with those infamous El Monterey chimi's. As awful as my first sexual experience was at the time, I was comforted by the fact I knew frozen chimi's were sitting in the freezer at home soon to be doused with Spanish Gardens Taco Sauce.

Even after those shitty baseball practices when I was the crappiest player on the team-you guessed it, I quelled those feelings of inadequacy with those frozen beef and starch delights. Even after entering adulthood those frozen treats stuck with me. They were cheap and delicious!

At eighteen when I foolishly moved out of my parents house and married a crazy hot Italian girl, and I mean crazy, those frozen burritos were always there to keep me company. When I had no money and the crazy Italian girl took it all, I could still afford those chimi's. On those nights I babysat for her, while she cheated on me those frozen treats filled my palate with delight.

I will definitely not forget all those days of bachelorhood, striking out on my own, being broke as hell, but free, those burritos by El Monterey were cheap and an easy fix after a fourteen hour shift in the Meat Locker.

Especially, during my eight long years of going to college, I ate the hell out of that manufactured beef and starch roll-ups. What can I say they are cheap, and delicious. A little cheese and some salsa, I just cannot get enough of El Monterey's treats. Three minutes on one side, then add a little sauce, two minutes more after turning them over, and finally add cheese and microwave for another minute and a half, add more sauce and voila! I typically eat three in one sitting smothered in salsa.

I will have to say after college I gave up my addiction because you know what they say about too much of a good thing, however recently, I have delved back into habit. I have been a bit lonely, I think it's cause my fiance has lost interest in sex, and is always at work, hey some oral would turn it all around, a burrito is somewhat shaped like a penis I told her, hmnn maybe she's into tacos, which would be cool as long as I can watch her eat them and maybe take some pictures.

Though just tonight I was speaking with a gentlemen, whom I consider the next home grown terrorist, an Anders Behring Breivik flunky, and of course while speaking to him, I am eating frozen burritos. Finally I told Mr. Anarchy that he wouldn't have all those anti-governmental feeling if he just ate some El Monterey Frozen Burritos. He accused me of being part of the thought police and hung up on me! But I still finished my burritos and damn they are yummy!