Know, what, homie? We went there. Sorry, but there's something religious about the panadería, and we're not talking about the candles of the Virgin they sell next to those crazy painted terracotta piggy banks. Also, if you need to get a bill or two paid or just cash a check, kick that Dora the Explorer piñata aside and get in line, cabrón. This ain't no regular bakery. Meanwhile, Jaydog opines on the meaning of separate but equal cell phone service, and Eric goes and brings up child molesters, but we promise, it all works out in the end.