We have lately developed the taste for chips and salsa, and this kid does not care how hot it is. This is at Durango's, one of the best Mexican food places in Lubbock, where the waitress was quite freaked out to see this kid just taking it down, maybe fifteen chips worth before I finally made her drink some water. Then, right back to it. This meal, combined with the five prunes I'd given her that morning after she'd about crapped a rock (it's the flying that does it) were directly responsible for probably the most disgusting thing I've ever been lucky enough to witness, not pictured (but that little pink outfit she was walking around the park in a few entries down spent Monday night in the toilet, if you want a hint).
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