Are anything better than Taco Tuesday falling on Cinco de Mayo?

Probably not, really.

I mean, maybe a couple of things.

And soft shells, please.

For lunch, I don't like the hard taco shells.

Me neither.

Yeah, I'm with you.

Nobody does.

See, the key, Greg, is to have both.

Also, no one, unless you're a serial killer, enjoys the corn tortillas.

Oh, hell no.

It's the flour tortilla, as Wiggy once called them on this radio.

Dr. Tuesday.

Tell them, Braun.

Well, if you can't eat gluten, then you're stuck with the corn tortilla, as I have learned.

Corn tortillas. There's no, what, is there no gluten in corn? Are you a non-glutin person? No, my husband has celiac disease. Oh, he does. He can't eat gluten as well. What does that mean? It's the tragedy of his life. Now, are you sympathetic like when a woman is pregnant and her husband doesn't drink,

do you go gluten-free at all times because Chris is not able to consume gluten?

Like when we go out to eat, I try to order gluten-free because I know that he like kills share some of mine.

But at home, I have my own like little cabinet of gluten.

Can gluten kill him? Is that a new thing? It just makes him really sick. I feel like 15 years ago I had no idea with them once. You're so insensitive. And you try to act like it's a question. I feel like I don't know we had RFKJ in studio. This isn't like a made up diagnosis. No, no, no, no. I feel like gluten's like the tequila drink of.

No, no, no, no. We've figured your ass. I got gluten. Trust me. He can't eat like regular pizza or beer. No one knew what gluten was. We were eating things out of a bucket left in right now. It's like, I can't eat that. You're a race horse? got gluten. People like, what the hell is gluten?

And all of a sudden it's like, oh, I got the gluten.

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