Soggy, grease saturated corn tortillas folded over pathetically wilted strips of "let us pretend this is lettuce" and a small quantity of "mystery meat", seasoned to one's refined epicurean taste with hot sauce squozen (I thought I'd never get the opportunity to use that word) onto the disgusting, steaming conglomeration.
I avoid JITB and other fast "food" effluence (a word I somehow associate with sewage) outlets at all costs.
Most of the time.
Except when I, rarely, drive through and buy (no more than four!) of those disgusting excuses for food.
But that's ONLY because...
I find them tasty.
I've sought help and I haven't eaten one of the despicably disgusting concoctions in over eight months.
Now someone has to post a thread on them and set me up for a major setback in my therapy,