I never told my story about these things.
The first time I got the Naked Chicken, I ran to Taco Bell after seeing this thread. Waited forever at the slow local Bell. Got home and realized I had only said Chicken Chalpu. A mistake on my end, but still I wanted this shit. So I lied my way into two of them. Delicious! But missing something. Meat.
I had told everyone at work about them. A heart attack waiting to happen, but death with pleasure no less. Yet it needed something else. Before going to work my mother had said she was making her tacos. White people tacos though. Some decently spiced meat, onions, and whatever. So I knew she was making some meat so before I went home I called her, asked her to leave some un chili touched meat. And before I got home I got 3 more. Got home and put that meat into the Chicken shell. It was fantastic, though way too much for my body to handle.
The next day I told my boss and he thought it was a fantastic idea. Yet I had noticed if you ordered online you could customize your taco. Now ordering taco bell online sounded stupid, but I could have it made with beef, bacon, or whatever. I wouldn't have to awkwardly ask them to do it. So I did it. I get there and the workers have no idea whats happening and are just confused at the idea of ordering online that I am. Yet they did and it was fantastic.
I told my boss and he decided to try it with bacon.
