One deputy, for example, was recently caught in an undercover sting trying to smuggle a heroin-stuffed burrito behind bars.
From this article about Los Angeles Sheriff Lt. Greg Thompson maybe-kinda-probably trying to get a confidential informant scared off and/or murdered on behalf of skinhead drug dealer gangsters with nicknames like the “Pest.” Heroin stuffed burrito. There’s something about the word “stuffed” that just makes food sound better. I don’t even eat burritos or do heroin yet, but a heroin stuffed burrito sounds tasty. And I just ate lunch— I’m full; I’m not even hungry. ”Cheese-stuffed cadaver.” I’d think about putting that in my mouth, a little. ”Arson-stuffed homicide.” Sounds a little more savory than regular ol’, unsalted homicide. Granted, double-stuffed may have unpleasant connotations, at least if you’re a lonely person who tries to get the most out of their internet. Stuffed has a limit… still, part of me wants to rush off to a TGIF tonight and find out where that limit is, one regret-stuffed jalapeno-popper at a time. Enjoy your burrito!