Every Tuesday, a group of co-workers heads to Chipotle for their weekly gourging of tacos and over-sized burritos. I never go because toxic swamp slime mixed with cow dung pleases my palate more than Chipotle's cilantro-filled excuse of a burrito. However, I still receive the emails from the group organizer. Todays made me chuckle.
Bask in the glow of the summer sun and come to Chipotle, for the splendid days of summer are coming to an end. Soon the leaves will change color and fall harkening the onset of autumn. The birds will depart for warmer venues and the squirrels, anticipating the cool fall air, will bury the bounty of those dreamy, warm days. Ah, the glory of summer!
Or you can forget all that and come have a scrumptious burrito with goofy companions and say so long and good riddance to roasting, oppressive days under the unrelenting heat from that annoying fireball in the sky. And don’t worry; summer will be back before you know it to torment us. Does the summer ever really leave in Austin? Forever seems too short to describe the summers here. The plants get more moisture from our sweat than the rainfall in Texas. Bring on the snow!
Oh, and don’t forget Chipotle.
@ 11:30