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The Kind of Rally You Can't Miss: Trump, Nachos, and Hot Men
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The Kind of Rally You Can't Miss: Trump, Nachos, and Hot Men
Disney World wasn't the only place in Orlando making dreams come true last Saturday. ICYMI, the Trump rally was pretty damn magical.
By now, you probably have an involuntary response when you see Trump on TV.
You know, huddling closely with friends (or anyone who has even a shred of semblance), passing around a tub of popcorn, betting on what sexist/unrelated to anything/racist comment he’s going to spew next, or who he’s going to throw out. A typical Saturday night with Trump.
BUT, what you couldn't have been prepared for was a bromance shared over a Tex-Mex staple.
Marius Loots, a former marine and a student at the University of Central Florida, and his friend were a perfect example of what every non-Trump supporter dreams about — flipping the Republican candidate off in the most offensive way possible, with hot guys sensually appreciating food from south of the border.
In a conversation with The Daily Dot over Facebook, Loots disclosed the start to this beautiful moment.
"I told him 'Hey, I'm hungry. Give me a nacho,' and he said, 'I got you.'"
Loots maintains that the intention was never to troll Trump's rally. The front runner’s repetitive speech on “Making America Great Again,” pretty much like a broken record, started making Loots hungry. He just wanted to eat the pork and cheese nachos his friend had picked up at a concession stand earlier.
You can see the moment of genius, which gave birth to the "Nacho Boys" Internet phenomenon.
The way he perfectly slides it into his mouth and Loots doesn’t break eye contact? Nora Roberts could write a book on this.
Guys, they even had a selfie moment.
Now this is a pair we need to chip ... I mean ship.
This duo just made America great again. Amiright?
I like to call my aesthetic "President of the Procrastinator's Association who was going to bake passive aggressive cookies."
I like to call my aesthetic "President of the Procrastinator's Association who was going to bake passive aggressive cookies."