Colon Cleanser

Those of you with an older brother will probably agree that growing up with a male sibling makes you far more tolerant towards potty humor. This evening for dinner, my friend Lauren and I went to dinner at California Tortilla, a Mexican chain restaurant I'd never tried.

Initially I was planning on getting a taco salad, but I changed my mind once I spotted the No Meato Burrito Bowl on the menu board: rice, black beans, vegetable mix, sunset sauce, fresh spinach, guacamole and salsa. Sold!

The sauce on it was already spicy, but I couldn't resist choosing a few hot sauces to add. One of the main attractions of California Tortilla is their "Wall of Flame," a huge rack holding several dozen types of hot sauce to add some heat to your meal.

Being the mature, classy young woman that I am, I chose my sauces by finding the ones with the grossest names. The Rectal Ripper:

The Colon Cleanser:

And the Ass in Tub:

Luke would have been so proud. All three were okay, but the Colon Cleanser was definitely the winner. Laur chose the regular Choula and a chipotle sauce. We love us some spice!

And don't worry, I redeemed my femininity by also getting a hot pink pedicure :)

Now let's just pray those hot sauces don't live up to their names...

Potty humor: amusing or gross? I'm all for a good fart joke, but in general I do appreciate a slightly more refined sense of humor...