A “Kosher Taco”

My cousin's a kosher taco. He says he's Jewish, but he eats tacos every day. I don't even know what he believes in.

My mom said I was a kosher taco. She said I was half-Mexican and half-Jewish. I just said I was confused and hungry.

My friend's a kosher taco. He won't eat pork, but he'll eat a taco at 2 AM. That's not holy, that's just greedy.

I'm a kosher taco. I can't eat pork, but I eat tacos like it's a sin not to.

My brother said I was a kosher taco. He said I wouldn't eat pork, but I'd eat tacos on the Sabbath. I just said I was tired and full.

My boss says I'm a kosher taco. He says I don't eat pork, but I eat tacos all day. I said I'm just a greasy mess with a holy problem.

My uncle said I was a kosher taco. He said I wouldn't eat pork but I'd eat tacos like it was my job. I said I was just a lazy holy person.

My friend said I was a kosher taco. He said I was half-Jewish, half-Mexican, and I didn't know what I wanted. I said I just wanted a taco.

My teacher said I was a kosher taco. She said I wouldn't eat pork, but I'd eat tacos in class. I said I was just a holy greasy kid.