Taco Bell Challenge

So this last week my friend Campbell and I were talking about how awesome it's going to be to go get taco bell on our last day of this shift and just eat as much as we possibly can. We were so excited yesterday while at work because we knew that in just a few short hours we were going to be in the drive through making the most obscenely large order taco bell had seen.  Campbell ordered first: 2 quesadillas, 1 chicken grilled stuff burrito, 1 mexican pizza, 2 cheesy gordita crunches, and a volcano taco, beast size mountain dew=$25.00.  I ordered 1 steak grilled stuff burrito, 1 beef chalupa, 2 cheesy gordita crunches, 2 steak supreme chalupas, 1 volcano taco, 1 mexican pizza, 1 box of volcano nachos, large mountain dew=$27.00.  As we drove off both of us were silent because all we could think about was the feast sitting in plastic bags on our laps... the warmth was taunting us. We finally got back to Campbell's apartment and put everything on his coffee table and sat down. It was time.
We began eating, if you could call it that.  The discovery channel should've been filming because what we did to that Taco Bell was savagery.  We both finished everything, except for the grilled stuff burrito... this was the game changer, what would separate the men from the boys.  With no beverage to wash it down, and our stomaches filled we agreed to lay down our pride and call a draw at the grilled stuff burrito.  After mere seconds of pondering I decided on a whim that I couldn't let a $3 burrito take me down, I've come this far... I had to finish it.  I picked it up and took a bite.  It was nauseating, but I got it down.  I took another bite, closed my eyes, and began chewing.  It was horrible.  I immediately took the burrito and wrapped it back up and put it in my pile of trash. Defeated, there was nothing I could do except sit back on Campbell's couch and wave my white flag.  Having just completing a 7 day work week, and being beaten by a $3 burrito... the only thing left to do was sleep, so I did.  I woke up to Yoshi pushing on my stomach saying, "It's time to go, it's 4:00."  So we went home.  The end.

Haha, just a quick side note: I titled this blog Sillerious because I love being silly, but I also love to talk about and examine the word of God in a serious way.  So this post is just me being silly.  =)