A couple years ago I got wasted at a bar in Sacramento.  Once the bars closed the only thing I could think of was to get food.   (Yes I am a fat bitch… leave me alone.)

I decided I wanted to go to Del Taco which was 10 miles away.  So I got in my car… drunk…. and went to Del Taco.  Lucky for me I made it there safe, and I didn’t kill anyone else in the process. (After school special anyone?)

I got my food and parked in a nearby Target parking lot, and then I apparently passed out.

I woke up in the morning to the sound of a parking lot sweeper, and the smell of old Del Taco burritos.   It seems I didn’t quite finish my food the night before, and during my sleep I rubbed the burrito all over myself.  It had looked like someone took a giant shit on me… a Del Taco smelling shit.  It was everywhere… my shirt, my pants, my arms, my hands, my face, the seat belt…   It was a disaster.

And that… is one of Nick’s Greatest Moments.