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Wake up shitbird!! You got nine minutes to get to work! Good thing there's a tamal cart on the corner of Union and Metropolitan that serves Spicy Chicken, and Pork w/ Green Mole tamales from 'round 6 to 8:15 am. (Ay gringo, a single tamal is pronounced 'tah-Mahl'. Dos would be 'tah-Mahl-lace'.) Not only do these warm corn quickies cost a buck each and come with a fork, but if you realize you're void of cash from being a Box Trucker, you can pay them back later the next day. Gracias mi amiga! Holy friggin crow, I'm late!!