I go to buy a burrito, but then someone knocks it out of my bud's hands, spilling it onto the ground, I then reply with the most punny threats ever, "Listen here, Chimichanga: if you chipot-lay one habanero on my burrit-bro I will crush olive your hopes and creams' you better believe I'm going to show you the 9 layer dips of hell, because when I'm done with you, jack, you'll know this is nacho kind of day, because if you pick a fajita with him, ol' gorditio supreme here is going to serve you a sizzling slice of quesadill' ass-kicking with a side of mal momento!"