The burrito bed was something that Ricky and I made out of three circular blankets. The green blanket was “lettuce,” the red one was “hot sauce,” and finally the “tortilla” was the remaining, yellow blanket.
We rolled Ricky’s grandma up in it, but she started to complain that it was too hot and that she was probably going to die from suffocation. She was wrong though. She died when a bear saw her wrapped in the burrito and ate it. He even picked it up and ate it with two hands like a person eats a burrito. No, just kidding. That part’s a lie. He just bent down and ate it by kind of burying his face in it. Not that exciting.
