The Volcano Quesaporito

I was a little hungover and needed a pick me up. So I hit the Taco Bell drive-thru and ordered a Volcano Quesarito and some Fiesta Potatoes.

I park. I open the bag. No fork. FML!

So now I have two options. Walk inside to get the fork or adapt to my new reality. Fuck that, I chose innovation.

I unwrapped the Quesarito, open it up , dumped the Fiesta Potatoes inside, and baptized the whole thing with four packets of Diablo sauce.

And just like that, I overcame adversity!

Behold: The Quesa-porito.