The consequence from having chosen to dine at Taco Via. More often than not the decision to eat at this establishment will result in "The Five Stages of Viarrhea":
(1) Happiness: Complete and blissful euphoria from having consumed such deliciousness.
(2) Fear: Having known that what you just ate probably wouldn't be recommended feed for most useless farm animals, you begin to wonder if you've made a drastic mistake.
(3) Bargaining: Though you haven't been to church since you were 10, you attempt to speak with God. As a last resort you promise to never look at online porn again if he allows the
inevitable to pass without consequence.
(4) Anger: Now that you've realized that God doesn't exist, you're angry that something such as the "Taco Dog" does.
(5) Acceptance: Your fate is finally sealed. Your life has been moderately eventful. You contact your
immediate family and say your goodbyes. You also track down "
the one that got away" and confess your love.
bobbything: "
I'm going to Taco Via today."
Hoopshooter: "Ugh. You're going to get the Viarrhea,
you know."
bobbything: "It's worth it."
(10 hours later, curled up in the fetal position)
bobbything: "
Not worth it."