Chilito, Not Chili Cheese Burrito

Subject: Re: Chilito, Not Chili Cheese Burrito
From: brad AT Starbase.NeoSoft.COM (Brad Morrison)
Newsgroups: alt.food.taco-bell, alt.tasteless

In article [4laidc$6ub AT thorn.cc.usm.edu],
Emily Lauren Callegari [ecallega AT ocean.st.usm.edu] wrote:

> Jean James (JJames AT worldnet.att.net) wrote
> someone (a girl who spoke spanish pretty fluently to my understanding) 
> said she wouldn't order a chilito when she was at Taco Bell because 
> Chilito is a spanish word for "penis"
> no joke.

Actually, it means "small penis".

This is a true story:  My dad used to be a sales manager for the Fuller
Brush Company; his territory covered South and West Texas.  I once asked
him what he did on business trips, so he told me this story about a
trip to Laredo (on the Mexican border).

"I went down to see Eduardo Mercado, an' he's really tearin' things up
down 'ere, y'know, so I didn't need t'train 'im, or motivate 'im, I just
rolled inta town an', y'know, asked 'im what he wanted to do.  He said,
"Le's git a beer," so we went t'some hole in th'wall and started
knockin' back the cervezas, y'know.  Now, it's important t' remember
that down 'ere, they call their, y'know, their, uh ..."

"Their *dicks*, Dad?"

"Yeah, well, that's their *chile*, y'know, like the chile pepper.
They're hot, shaped just so, and not everybody likes t' eat 'em, y'know.
So, there we are, drinkin' talkin' a little bidness, and pretty soon I
gotta *go*, y'know.  So I says, 'Hey, Eduardo, where's the pisser?' an'
he jus' jerks his thumb t'ward the back of the place.  I stumbled back
there, seein' a hallway, thinkin' there's prob'ly a john to the left or
the right, but s'just a back door!  So, I went t' look outside, and
there's a couple fellers standin' around, seperate, y'know, takin' a
leak.  'Oh, ho,' I think t'myself, and go on out t'ere, and git m'back
t'the' wind, y'know, and, awww, yeah, sweet relief.  So as this relaxin'
feelin' sets in, I just started makin' conversation with this guy about
ten feet away, I says, 'Hey, pretty chilly.'  It was about February,
y'know.  And he looks up, all startled-like, zippin' up 'is pants so
quick I think he caught it in th' zipper, an' jus' says, 'Uhhhh, Thank
you!' and runs off."

He never did tell me if the guy really had a pretty one, or if he was
just flattering the guy, the way that salesmen do.

Last updated Thursday 21 January 2010