So in Europe, they have Burger King.  And therefore they have the Whopper.  Not to be mistaken with the Royale with cheese.  :)   Anyway, so they are promoting a new Whopper over there called “the Texican”.  Get it?  Me niether.  Just watch the video.


So this has Mexicans everywhere furious.  I’m not sure why.  They should be flattered that Europeans obviously dig the Texican.  Are they mad at the stereotype?  That maybe Mexicans are short?  I don’t see any Texans all huffing and puffing because Eruos think all Texans are cowboys.

My official advice to all pissed off Mexicans is simple.  STFU!  You are the same ones that told Americans to take a chill pill when Absolut vodka had that bullshit magazine ad implying that in a perfect world a big chunk of the U.S. would still belong to Mexico.  So, please.  Spare us.

For what it’s worth, I personally do not assume all Mexicans are masked, midget wrestlers.  There are actually some pretty hot Mexican females over there!  Sad thing is to have a shot with them, you need to be a masked wrestler.  Not necessarily a short one, though.  But the mask plays…

-Dave Q.

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  • I scrambled to the top of the precipice where Nick was waiting. "That was fun," I said. "You bet it was," said Nick. "Let's climb higher." "No," I said. "I think we should be heading back now." "We have time," Nick insisted. I said we didn't, and Nick said we did. We argued back and forth like that for about 20 minutes, and then finally decided to head back. I didn't say it was an interesting story.