I pull up to the drive-thru and hear, "Thank you for choosing the Wonderful World of Taco Bell! Would you like to try our new Spicy Chicken Burrito?"
Now, I ask you, how can I refuse an entreaty such as that? I order one of those, a steak Grilled Stuft Burrito, and a diet Pepsi viss a little bit of iccccccce, er...a regular medium Pepsi. My new friend on the other end of the speaker thingy asks, "Will that constitute the entirety of your order?"
Yep, that'll do it.
The Spicy Chicken Burrito was indeed pleasantly spicy, in a "I'm gonna make your mouth go all thingly without reducing your tongue to small black cinder" kind of way.
The order taking dude at my Taco Bell rawks.