- posted: December 01 @ 8:20am
(taco theme day.)
Father was sad. Sad, that he was forcing a lie upon his son... that this, this charade was really a taco. And he was sad that he was forced to take part in the false taco consumption rather than eat a wonderful REAL taco, for it was the only way to complete the illusion.
Son, too, was sad; for he was still unconvinced. Surely there was more to the taco than this? It appeared so appealing.. but just tasted like the same ol' juice-in-a-bottle.
Someday, son. Someday the truth will be revealed. And we shall eat tacos, real tacos, together in bliss.
this novel of a caption dedicated to @motke