Head for the Border...

Me- "Dad, do you want this taco? I can't eat it."

Dad- "I already told you I didn't want anything. If I wanted a taco, I would have ordered one."

(I inch the taco towards him, he inches it back towards me.)

Me- "Dad, I'm going to throw it away if you don't eat it."

Dad- "I said I didn't want it. Do you know what they put in those things?"

Me- "Chicken, lettuce, cheese..."

Dad- "Chihuaha."

Me- "You are ridiculous."