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Because When I Think Fiesta, I Think Italy August 27, 2016

Life 10/10/55

Life 10/10/55


I don’t know about you, but when I eat ravioli, I don my Italian sombrero and play a round of Italian music with my maracas.



6 Responses to “Because When I Think Fiesta, I Think Italy”

  1. Brett Says:

    The ad agency must have had some leftover copy for that other cupboard staple, Old El Paso tacos, and offered a discount too good to refuse. 😉

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  2. Benson Says:

    Nothing goes better with canned Ravioli then a big glass of Grappa with a salted rim.Ole’

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  3. I like my Chef Boy-Ar-Dee with a side of pico-de-gallOs. Then I put my Lederhosen on and rock out to Riverdance.

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  4. Paul Says:


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