When you and one of your friends are sittin in a Taco Bell and some dude is on a date with his girlfriend and she looks at you and your friend and her boyfriend looks back at you like you can't see him or something and he looks at you like "what the fuck are you looking at?!" You and your friend get up and both instantaneously punch him in the back of the head and knock him out in his food and walk out. His girlfriend wont say a word.
The rancid and boisterous flatulence resulting from a late night Taco Bell frenzy sometimes compounded by heavy drinking, which is usually the impetus of a fast food craving. Tonal ranges of a Taco BellTrumpet are similar to that of the actual brass instrument of the same namesake.
See also: blowing bubbles in the mashed potatoes
I'm sure the broccoli soup at the craft beer festival didn't help, but those those cheesy gordita crunches really got me playing the Taco BellTrumpet this morning.