(The ALMOST entry! In other words, I didn't finish it in time.)
On Sunday morning, the nefarious Lizbeth lured myself and the girlitas out of bed with promises of
breakfast from Taco Bell. (Yes, I know, I also formerly classified Taco Bell food as the best non-narcotic solution to constipation ever created by humankind, but the Crunchwrap™
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