Goddam, it's cold out today! Isn't it supposed to be warmer in March? For 31 long days two months ago I was freezing my ass off and miserable in the nasty weather, counting down the days of January. Then I forgot it was followed by the wonderful month of February. Hahahahaa, February has to be the most despicable, nasty month there is and it's a shame we had to put up with yet one more day of it this year beacause it was LeAP YeaR. I so look forward to the hot, sunny weather so I can go out on the beach. I look forward to heading out to the beach, carrying a bag of hot tacos and burritos and finding out what sorts of hot, muscle-bound, tanned hunks I can discover and lure their dicks into my mouth. I'll tempt them with the taste of my tacos then in exccange hopefully I'll get a taste of their sperm!

Speaking of sperm, I think I found out one of the reasons that Diez hires gay guys to work at Diez Inchiladas. It has something to do with the so-called "sour cream" they put on all of their food. How do I know this? Well, today I walked into the kitchen and saw Gus and Miguel, two of my co-workers, in the back. They both had their backs turned toward me and I noticed a car pulled up to the drive-thru. When the man in the car saw me he screamed out, "Hey! What the hell is taking so long with my order? I only order one taco, for fuck's sake!"

"Just one second, sir, I'll find out what's going on!" I said. When I approached Gus and Miguel to find out why they weren't helping the customer, they both turned around and had big smiles on their faces. Miguel looked at me with his sweet, gorgeous dark latino eyes and it was obvious why he was smiling. Gus was standing there stroking Miguel's big, thick cock. Miguel grunted as Gus started stroking his cock faster and faster. Gus was stroking his buddy's dick with one hand and I noticed he was holding a taco in the other. It was just a few moments later when Miguel starting moaning. Gus immediately got on his knees and put the taco underneath Miguel's beautiful squirting cock. "There you go, Miguel, soak that lettuce with your cum! We'll show that guy what real sour cream tastes like!"

I couldn't control myself. Watching that thick, gooey cum gushing from Miguel's dick into the taco shell made me so hungry. My belly started growling. I hadn't had breakfast this morning as the thought of all that crisp, emerald lettuce, spicy meat and cheese soaked in Miguel's sperm made me turn into a beast, making me revert to my hysterical werewolf nature as I got on my knees beside Gus and started to take a bite out of the taco. "What the fuck are you doing?!" Gus screamed at me. We heard the customer outside yelling his head off, he was so hungry for his taco. "Fuck it," Gus said, "we'll give it to him with a bite taken out of it. He probably won't even notice." Gus started to quickly wrap the cum-covered taco with a bite taken out of it in a paper wrapper and while he did so he looked at me sternly and said, "Wait until I tell Donald what you did. He'll fuck your ass raw, for sure."