That's a Spicy Taco

In the restroom with the highest ranking person from the adjacent agency.

I walk in.

"Hi, how's it going?"

"Not too shabby, but then again, Friday's are always good."

"After all my years working I would have to agree with you."

[walking into stall] "I, uh, I had some spicy tacos last night..." [voice trailing off]

Squeak, ffffffftttttt, bawababawababawa.

Squeak.

I might never be able to look him in the eye again.