Before Covid became a reasonably now-sensible part of everyday life, TLO bossman Patrick and I had planned to try Fuzzy’s Taco Shop, 208 Johnny Bench Drive, in Bricktown. While that never happened, after a recent screening of a ho-hum Ryan Reynolds flick, my friend and I walked across the bridge to sample the place, which I just realized is slang for a slightly-shaven vagina.

Though my friend had her fill of (somewhat) appropriate cinema snacks during the movie and wasn’t as hungry as I was, purely famished by the time the credits rolled. We walked the short distance to Fuzzy’s, as a Bricktown canal-boat sailed directly underneath us, capturing a romantic moment as, in the near distance over oddly-placed speakers, “Hungry Eyes” by Eric Carmen was beaming out to the masses.

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Scratch That Itch: A Post-Movie Dinner at Fuzzy’s Taco Shop