Ceenko dee My-Oh

As one who's always been a glutton for holidays, I'd celebrate Cinko dee Mayonnaise because a party is a party is a party. But the beaners have drawn a line in the sand, and there'll be no south of the border festivities at Casa Messenger this year.

Instead, I'll prolly be on the lookout for pics of fat, disgusting Mexican women filling their pie holes with some greasy reptile-innard dish or another that these people try disguising as food.

Remember: Every time the doorbell tinkles at Taco Bell another Angel pukes.