Quackamole
Quackamole.
ME: *dipping my burrito into custard* Not going to lie. It's been worse.
Me: Shhh! This is my fantasy & burritos don't talk.
Because he was using fowl language!
Polly want a quacker!
A guacaMOLE
Guac!
A bird that lays down!
To get to 10.