46- torilla slap game


 My friends who live Eastline called me randomly the other night and yelled at me to get over to their apartment. I booked it over thinking there was an emergency. Instead they just wanted to slap me with a tortilla across the face while we held water in our mouths and played rock paper scissors. Being the younger sister that I am before I could get slapped I prematurely spit my water out and ran out of the apartment as to avoid death by tortilla. Here is me driving home with my tortilla after escaping near death by tortilla. 

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