A lot of you probably wonder what goes on behind the scenes of Holy Taco, so we decided to show you. Or at least show you what happens when you steal someone’s lunch. Hopefully we bring you a few more peeks inside in the future. Forgive the quality, we’re having a little uploading problems but we’ll replace with a better version.
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Nice to see Thomas fitting in after his first couple of months there. But does he wear the beret and glasses all the time?
In the next episode I would like to see the fox hunting hat explode.
I did the same thing at my work but it was some biotch that stole my lunch so I slept her husband and taped it, she was pissed. Revenge is so sweet, even if it makes your ass hurt for a month.
Who ever held the boom did a fantastic job! Vid was good too
Guy in the tie was channeling Charlie Day
You guys need to start doing these weekly.
Nice. The short guy is kind of cute.
God, if I had a dollar for every time I misplaced one of my babies – well lets just say I would be able to purchase at least a couple bottles of Peppermint Schnapps.
Great short – I want to see more! If boning a dudes wife is the revenge they get for taking a sandwich, I can’t wait to see what happens next!
i would have done the same thing
Nice!
This is excellent, but you have any footage of Bill sobbing?! I’m interested in hiring the actor who played Bill from accounting for my next film. He has a certain edginess that would apply very well to a grittier, action-oriented piece. I just need to know if he can sob convincingly.
The one with the beret looks like he could pass for the Village People, if they decided to add a gay army man.
You should’ve called this “Revenge is a dish best served with lubricant” — anyway, nice job.
If I worked there, I would pre-emptively sleep with everyone’s wives, just as a warning.
in the words of rapper/actor mos def, “most definitely”
He must be very subconscious about his little hat.
In the next episode, I would like to see Mr. Thomas wearing a fox hunting cap.