I found a new taco doctor. She is very good, lets just hope good enough to cure me. Her name is Dr. Mentalhelpsbetter she is a mental helper who helps better.
"Good morning, my dear! Let you sit down and take a load off."
"M'k." I replied. I was a little nervous.
"So lets get you checked in! Name?"
"Wanda Hackenberger."
"Address?"
"2224 Fandango St. Pittsburg CA. 234516"
"Phone number?"
"Cell or home?"
"Both."
"257-356-9871 and 257-145-9989."
"Some information for your account. I'll be asking you some questions. No one will see this except for you and I so be very truthful with your answers.
"So when did 'it' start?" she asked.
"When I wa little. I tried one and I went loopy. II've been gettin' looper ever since." I explained.
"I understand. So what would you do if I did this?"
Then she brought out a taco.
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Tacos, baby! Tacos!
HumorYou know how Mexicans love tacos? Well we Americans love Tacos too! This is a story about a girl and her love for tacos and how it gets here into all sorts of trouble.
