Holy shit, weenie! I learned my lesson about grills/drugs and how not to use them together in 2007, but I will definitely pack some grande tortillas if it means hanging out and eating burritos with you!
I cannot stress how fucking excited talking about drugs, burritos and Sasquatch at the same time gets me. Like, I have to change out of these sweatpants now before my roommates get home.
Yeah, we generally only use the campstove in the am before we get too drunk. But yeah, at least two mornings we'll be doing eggs and bacon and salsa and cheese. You throw that shit in a tortilla you got a motherfuckin' breakfast burrito!!