Ever been here? Oh yeah, You people are afraid of the ghetto, pinche diablo blancos.
This shit is hood, son! The ketchup packets didn’t even say fancy on ’em, true story.
We ordered from the walk up to window, it was kinda sketch inside. I walked straight into getting ice grilled by some dude divyin dime sacks. I got no time for dimes, fool. weak sauce, man. Make sure to rock the new Roughneck kevlars for your window experience. Pretty good, though.
I myself had the stomach cramp to fakie, oof. Then at the corner store nearby, everything was off brand stuff, epic.A milky way? No? Okay, lemme get that silky day… Damn folks!