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H.S.T: . . . I need some coffee.
Att'y: I want tacos . . .
H.S.T: Five for a buck, that's like . . . five hamburgers for a buck.
Att'y: No . . . don't judge a taco by its price.
H.S.T: You think you might make a deal?
Att'y: I might. There's a hamburger for $.29. Tacos are $.29. It's just a cheap place, that's all
H.S.T: Go bargain with them . . .
Att'y: . . . Hello.
Waitress: May I help you?
Att'y: Yeah, you have tacos here? Are they Mexican tacos or just regular tacos? I mean, do you have chili in them and things like that?
Waitress: We have cheese and lettuce, and we have sauce, you know, put on them.
Att'y: I mean do you guarantee that they are authentic Mexican tacos?
Waitress: . . . I don't know. Hey Lou, do we have authentic Mexican tacos?
Woman's voice from kitchen: What?
Waitress: Authentic Mexican tacos.
Lou: We have tacos. I don't know how Mexican they are.
Att'y: Yeah, well, I just want to make sure I get what I'm paying for. 'Cause they're five for a dollar? I'll take five of them.
H.S.T: Taco burger, what's that?
Att'y: That's a hamburger with a taco in the middle.
Waitress: . . . instead of a shell.
H.S.T: A taco on a bun.
Att'y: I betcha your tacos are just hamburgers with a shell instead of a bun.
Waitress: I don't know . . .
Att'y: You just started working here?
Waitress: Today.
Att'y: I thought so, I've never saw you here before. You go to school around here?
Waitress: No, I don't go to school.
Att'y: Oh? Why not? Are you sick?
H.S.T: Never mind that. We came here for tacos.
[Pause.]
Att'y: As your attorney I advise you to get the chiliburger. It's a hamburger with chili on it.
H.S.T: That's too heavy for me.
Att'y: Then I advise you to get a taco burger, try that one.
H.S.T: . . . the taco has meat in it. I'll try that one. And some coffee now. Right now. So i can drink it while I'm waiting.
Waitress: That's all you want, one taco burger?
H.S.T: Well, I'll try it, I might want two.
Att'y: Are your eyes blue or green?
Waitress: Pardon?
Att'y: Blue or green?
Waitress: They change.
Att'y: Like a lizard?
Waitress: Like a cat.
Att'y: Oh, the lizard changes the color of his skin . . .
Waitress: Want anything to drink?
Att'y: Beer. And I have beer in the car. Tons of it. The whole back seat's full of it.
H.S.T: I don't like mixing coconuts up with beer and hamburgers.
Att'y: Well, let's smash the bastards . . . right in the middle of the highway.

Well, this is a Taco Dog. It was fucking amazing.

This is deep-fried macaroni and cheese with ranch. Fuck ya!