The ACP, called Arroz Con Pollo (not sure what this means, I believe it to be something to do with hot latina women but written in Latin, or some other unknown dialect), some call it the Average Caucasian Person. I call it my guilty pleasure, when I want to spice up this sad society you and I live in. Let's make them $1 each at yours and my local fake Mexican cuisine.

Argument A: Homelessness. It went up a staggering 69% when this dish was created, back in the year 420. A long time ago. The price is at a whopping $8 average, factor in the average amount of consumption: 3 times a day, 21 times a week, 84 times a month, costing you an approximate $8,000 a year. Which isn't too far off from a million. Think, people.

Argument B: Taco Bell has dollar items, and they do just fine for themselves. The workers are taken care of, they can fund there ACP eating habits, and not go bankrupt for the first two days.

Argument C: It's not our fault it's $8, it's Donald Trump's. It's not our fault Arroz Con Pollo is good, it's Antonio Bandera's fault for founding the ACP in the first place. And it's certainly not our fault that no one knows what the ACP means, that also falls on Donald.

Argument D: We live in a society.