Glue

I'm a mammal, of average height and below average mass for an adult male specimen of my (preferred) species, the ubiquitous Homo Sapiens Sapiens. Actually I belong to the sub-species Homo Sapiens Sapiens Sapiens, that's why I write this way and try to make smug remarks in my My Space profile. No, actually I don't think that a snide attitude is a substitute for intelligence though. But let's get to the point here, who likes burritoes? Where would we be without burritoes man? I would be half the man. I mean, half. Like as in only one part in two. Or maybe even less than half. Damn. Burritoes man. I'm assuming that the plural of burrito is spelled like the plural of potato, but I could be wrong here. But hey, it's like I always say, when life hands you potatoes, make french fries, or potato leek soup. Or you can build a potato gun and shoot the potatoes at people. Or you can shoot them at your other potatoes, or at your potato leek bisque. Depends on how hungry you are, I guess. Not to mention other factors. Like whether you live in a country where potato guns are legal, and whether you have a job to afford the materials for your potato gun. I guess you could always steal the materials though. But that brings us to a whole other matter... I mean, maybe your neighbor has some old 2-and-a-half-inch PVC pipes back behind their shed that you could use, and they'd be happy to give them to you. They might even pay you to get rid of some of their junk, and then you could afford to buy yourself some beer, or potatoes, or whatever you want to buy. Money's pretty versatile. I usually use it to buy stuff. Welcome to the internet you poor fiend.