Norah Jones, and Norah Jones' liter of whiskey, let me plank in her dressing room at the 2011 Webbys. Don't know why. Oh, yeah, because she's awesome.
I am an idiot. Here is my hour-long taco diving expedition, boiled down to a few disgusting minutes. As if you weren't offended enough by this gross display of conspicuous consumption, here is the nutritional breakdown of what I did to my body.