MustacheBandit_
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Every year, around Christmas, everyone starts bringing in tamales to work. They each bring in around 20 tamales of varying fillings, all of which are absolutely horrible. Not only that, but they all believe that their tamales ARE THE BEST TAMALES EVER. Better than everyone else's. Trust me, they aren't.
Then, they force me to try them.
"Hey, KingOfKong, try these tamales!" they say to me.
"No thank you, I don't really like tamales" I reply.
"But these tamales are DIFFERENT than the kinds you have tried before."
"No thank you."
"JUST TRY THEM THEY ARE DIFFERENT AND THEY ARE THE BEST BECAUSE THEY HAVE GREEN SAUCE AND IT IS MY GREAT GRANDMOTHERS RECIPE."
Man, I just don't like them. Just leave me alone about it. I understand that it is a Christmas tradition and I'm not trying to be all bah humbug, but man, this shit needs to stop. They're just tamales and they are not that good.
Then, they force me to try them.
"Hey, KingOfKong, try these tamales!" they say to me.
"No thank you, I don't really like tamales" I reply.
"But these tamales are DIFFERENT than the kinds you have tried before."
"No thank you."
"JUST TRY THEM THEY ARE DIFFERENT AND THEY ARE THE BEST BECAUSE THEY HAVE GREEN SAUCE AND IT IS MY GREAT GRANDMOTHERS RECIPE."
Man, I just don't like them. Just leave me alone about it. I understand that it is a Christmas tradition and I'm not trying to be all bah humbug, but man, this shit needs to stop. They're just tamales and they are not that good.