I was on the computer whene i thought, "i think its lunch time," being it was 12:00. So i thought to myself, "what should i have for lunch." Sudenlly, i heard a tiny voice inside me. I couldn't understand what it said, so i whent back to my lunch thinking. Then I heard it again, and this time i understood what it said.
It said, "hey Mike, this is your consciense, how are you. I know what you want, but do know what you want."
I said, "conscience, what do I want."
"You want a burrito precious, gollum, gollum," said my conscience.
"what kind of burrito do i want," i asked. Then after i said that, a angle apeared on my right shoulder and a devil on my left.
"you want a simple bean burrito," replied the angle.
"no," interupted the devil with a mexican accent, "you want a hot and spicy chilie burrito with spicy peppers and, oh, just the thought of this delicious burrito makes me all fuzzy inside."
The devil and the angle bickered for several minutes when Chuck Norris came rushing in the door. He round house kicked the devil and the angle. He then took them, smooshed them toogether, rapped them in a soft shell taco, and round house kicked them again and said, "try my been and cheese burrito, it's the best."
Now I'm sitting here, enjoying my burrito, thinking, "this is a d*mn good burrito. I love my burrito, and i always will."