Never eat here if you are planning to have a big night out with the boys. The burrito will sit in your stomach like a boulder and you will not be able to have more than 3/4ths of a bud light. From experience.
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1 comment:
I once saw Phillip Seymour Hoffman, circa '00, on a dirt bicycle outside of this restaurant telling jokes and singing songs (not sure why). It happened to be one of the songs was about me... "look at the dorky frat boy, walking around with his cargo shorts..." Not sure what to make of that.
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