First, it was chocolate and peanut butter. Then, it was frozen pizza 'n cookies. And Pringles and Smirnoff.
Now? Taco Bell's introducing "tacos" with crunchy shells made entirely of neon orange nacho cheese flavored Doritos.
Admittedly, my thirteen-year-old self would have been in heaven. If I close my eyes, I can almost see myself washing down a half-dozen of these suckers with a large Dr. Pepper and then smearing my spit-slickened orange-dusted fingers across the front of my Jimmy'z sweatshirt.
But then my adult self would have to slap that kid upside the head for eating such utter crap.