Once after eating at taco bell and finishing my drink, I opened the cup because I like to eat the ice at the bottom afterwards, and when I opened it up there was a huge fly on top of the ice. I swore I would never eat at taco bell again, but being broke 1/2 the time, gives you little choice, probably ate there about 500 times since then, but only got a drink about 5 of those and each in the dining room where I could fill it myself.
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-snooch to the nooch
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