ME: *dipping my burrito into custard* Not going to lie. It's been worse.
The lips are moving
It wasn't born yesterday.
The part he dips in Olive Oyl.
You can dip a biscuit in your tea but a monster is too big to fit in the cup.
Off-pudding.
Me: Shhh! This is my fantasy & burritos don't talk.
Quackamole.