No. No, it isn’t. You can have a taco any day you want and it automatically becomes the best day. It’s a fact. Much like the sky is blue, Wednesdays are for comics, and kitten whiskers are super adorable. I just had tacos for dinner and it instantly became the best day. Period.
That’s it. That’s the column. Seriously. Some of you might argue that this column contains nothing of importance or any substance, and I would counter-argue that maybe I haven’t written anything that’s more important than this column right here. Tacos are life.
Now here’s Chang from Community screaming out “tacos”. You’re welcome.