The post from Flamethrower seemed to disappear but her Ladyship must
still unburden herself.

Flamethrower, responding to the coment about the burgers and a local
establishment went something like;
"Don't live near an In And Out yadda yadda I never found the divine in
ground meat but you did once find her Ladyship in a taco"

Dearest Thrower of Flames,

That image of her Ladyship in the taco was not an instance of a
miraculous revelation, although not unlikely; her Ladyship has often
offered words of inspiration to religious leaders around the world.
No, that was an ersatz tribute to her Ladyship.

We had been on holiday in Mexico purchasing some hand crafted tiles to
remodel the pool house at the Manor in an hacienda style for a Mexican
themed party and checking on the children, I mean workers, at the
linen factory where her Ladyship has all her monogrammed table linens
and lace hankies custom made for all her many dinner parties and do's.
Well, while passing through the dusty little factory town it seems her
Ladyship caught the eye of one of the taco fryers at the taco factory
next door to the linen factory. It seems this poor fellow's vision was
a bit hazy from repeated conjunctival scaring from hot oil splattering
in his eyes. Well, he mistook the glint of the hot Mexican sun on the
Prisspott diadem for a halo and fell to his knees asking the Virgin to
bless him. It was a bit confusing at first but her Ladyship quickly
realized his mistake. It took some doing but her Ladyship finally
convinced the poor boy that her Ladyship, although oft described as
divine, was merely mortal. One thing lead to another and well, let us
just say that Miguel was left with no doubt that her Ladyship was not
the virgin he first thought.

Miguel continues to worship her Ladyship nonetheless, it seems her
Ladyship left a broken heart in Mexico. Miguel worked through his
sorrow by chiseling her Ladyship's visage in his taco press and well,
suddenly her Ladyship likeness was staring out from Taco Bell tacos
all over North America fried in tribute on corn tortillas by a
heartbroken factory worker south of the border.

Fortunately Miguel's blurred vision meant the likeness was not quite
picture perfect and few recognized it as her Ladyship. Those who
questioned her Ladyship about it were easily convinced that they were
selected to recieve a message from the BVM. Admissions went up a bit
at the local home for the bewildered but the director does send a
lovely gift basket every year.

There now, her Ladyship feels much better to finally have out with it.

Yo Quiero,
Lady Prisspott