The Nativity of the Chalupa, according to the John (aka, what I did over my lunch break)

In those days Bryan Ruckles issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Southport Corridor. And everyone went to his own town to register.

So Davy also went up from the town of Patsy's in Lakeview to Racine, to Wrightwood the town of David Salyers, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Jenna, who was pledged to be in a TLC reality show with him and was expecting a massive dump. While they were there, the time came for the loaf to be pinched, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a chalupa. She crunch-wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a fishbowl, because there were no tables at El Presidente.

And there were bums out in the parks nearby, keeping watch over their flocks of Night Train. An 7/11 cashier of Cod appeared to them, and the glory of the Cod shone around them, and they were unemployed. But the cashier said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all Trixies. Today in the town of Wrightwood a Fourth Meal has been born to you; he is delicious. This will be a sign to you: You will find a chalupa crunch-wrapped in cloths and frying in a fishbowl."

When the 7/11 cashier had left them and gone into Hoagie Hut, the bums said to one another, "Let's go to Wrightwood and see this thing that has happened, which the Cod has told us about."

So they hurried off and found Jenna and Davy, and the chalupa, who was frying in the fishbowl. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this Fourth Meal, and all who heard it were amazed at what the bums said to them. But Jenna housed all these gorditas and digested them in her stomach. The bums returned, glorifying and chugging Night Train for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.