Our craziness hit an all time high today: we had Taco Bell for lunch and Taco John’s for dinner — disastrous.
Both were located in Montana, with Taco Bell in Butte (just a funny coincidence) and Taco John’s in Whitefish. Whereas both left me satisfied and feeling A-ok, the same cannot be said for John.
For the past hour or so, John — more or less — has been in pain. Quotable quotes include: “F-cking Taco John’s, man,” and “My hole is burning.” What makes the situation even more promising — outside of John blowing an O-ring — is the fact that we are planning on taking a 9-mile hike through Glacier National Park tomorrow morning.
I’ll be sure to keep you posted in case John takes the saying “one with nature” to the next integer and “drops a two in the Great Outdoors.”
The Phallic Road Trip 