The very nice, pretty girl I bought the gifts from.

The gifts

A bunch of dried Chilies, a Cocapelli (He is a Native American fertility god.... not to many people know this but he was also a raging homosexual (I know coming from me this may sound like a joke but it is honest and true)) , and a bar of margarita chocolate

And she ran...

...she ran so far a-way-a-a

How can you distrust this face?