Why My Life is Perfectly Fine without a Man
All my friends are showing off their cheesy engagement rings ?. Meanwhile, I’m over here like…
Joven, otra orden de enchiladas por favor.
They’re either getting married or poppin babies.
Only baby I’m having is a burrito baby.
And the only man I’m seeing is the one being chased by dozens of other women.
But I can’t help it because the only things that make me happy are elotes and…
Tacos… and I don’t descriminate.