VIVA MEXICO!
Whenever you heard this man's voice around your house, someone was probably drunk and/or crying.
It was most likely your dad.
You've been disciplined with at least one of these.
Your mom turned into fucking Hawkeye with the shoe in her hand.
You've gotten this text at least twice a day.
And you almost shit your pants.
Homemade tortillas still make your mouth water.
You don't even use forks anymore.
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