I freakin LOVE taco bell. Everyone is always like “ewwwww their meat is worse than dog food” and I’m like “ewwwww your face looks like chewed up dog meat so back off, biatch.” Can you say Nacho BellGrande with no tomatoes and green onions? Hellz yea! Or how about the mexican pizza! Makes you wanna slap ya momma. Taco bell gets about 100 of my HARD EARNED dollars each month. But man….at the place I go to, they have this guy that has long hair and long fingernails and he talks like a woman and at first it scared me but he’s the best dang worker there. But boy do I hate when they give me stale chips on the bellgrande or when they don’t cut the pizza into fourths. And I can always tell when they’re hella pissed at having to work at 1am because there will be 10 cars in line and it doesn’t move for a good 15-20 minutes. But I think of it this way, if you don’t like working there…get a better job. If you can’t get a better job then realize that you are doomed there for the rest of your life and must put up with those late night cravings. Because in deed….I am FULL!