As in, “Mom! The dog ate my chanclas, again!”
Apparently, also pineapples.
Trust me, there is a difference, and if you don’t agree then we’re in a fight.
I guess this is some sort of Mexican Wonder Bread. Who knew?
It’s actually “Yaritza Burgos,” so now you know.
“Wait, it’s also a soccer team? TWO soccer teams?! AND SOCCER IS CALLED ‘FUTBOL’ NOW?! SINCE WHEN?”
And it tickles your heart every time.
“Just pretend like you know it, no one will notice…”
It’s not Grandma’s, but hey, what is?
“Whose kid are you? Know what? Doesn’t matter. Wanna play G.I. Joe’s in the backyard?”- Me, at every party growing up.
The “meat” being a cow’s stomach lining, if that floats your boat.
I know Ricky is Cuban, but you get the point.
But you did take French in high school. C’est la vie!