I knew, inevitably, that one of the seven deadly sins would get me. I’ll be honest, I didn’t think it’d be gluttony. But here I am, chained to this conveyor belt. It stops under each faucet, and it pours those spicy delicious ingredients down my once eager gullet without fail. It flows so fast that I can’t swallow fast enough - I choke down as much as I can. The meat, cheese, sour cream, tomatoes, even more cheese, oh and don’t forget the refried beans. GOD the refried beans! Working at a taco factory started as a blessing. But then Karen caught me sneaking food, and the rest is history. Fuck... I can hear the oven firing up behind me. I smell the tortillas getting hot. Soon enough this assembly line is going to float me straight into the raging flames, and needless to say I’ll be hotter than the sauce people want for these frozen fucking burritos. Karen es el diablo, amigo.
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