Great Moments In Nepali History: Episode VIII

A Fridge Too Far

"Eat Me."

Did the Nepali just hear that? Or did he imagine it? Was the refrigerador really talking to him? Or was it only his stomach?

The Nepali leaned back in his desk chair and continued to lay siege to the western border of France. He had already conquered the USSR, and his German army was trying to move as far west as possible befroe the inevitable counter attack by the Americans.

"Eat Me."

The Nepali looked up from his WWII computer game. This time he was sure that he had heard something. "Why is the fridge talking to me?" he mused aloud. He had eaten a Chipotle burrito today, so he shouldn't be hungry again. He hoped that the voice would just go away on its own.

"Eat ME!"

The voice was more insistent this time. What was in the fridge that the Nepali could eat? 3 month old ice cream? Rice beer that had been sitting in a jar for 5 months? Then he remembered, there was another burrito in the fridge. That must be what it is calling to him. "I will not eat you so please be quiet," the Nepali explained to the burrito inside the refrigerador.

"EAT MEEEEEEE!!! OR I'LL DIE!!!"

The Nepali wondered if this was true. Would the burrito really die if it wasn't consumed immediately? Inpsired by the Greatest Generation that would soon lay siege to his advancing armies, the Nepali decided to take the higher path, and to make a great sacrifice. The Nepali rose from his chair, opened the fridge, and extracted the burrito. Even though he was full the Nepali knew what he had to do. He unwrapped the foil cover and proceeded to forcefeed himself the massive Mexican monstrosity.

About halfway through, the Nepali felt the blood rush from his head to his stomach. He scrambled from his chair to his bed and immediately passed out. The moment before he lost consciousness he swore he heard the burrito laugh triumphantly. The burrito had gotten the best of him. But he vowed to fight another day.

Moral of the Story: Never trust a burrito.