The point about Chilli-Cheeze Burritos that their manufacturers and marketing branches thereof often overlook is the fact that ANYONE can eat one, regardless of age (excepting the very young and some of the frailer of the elderly), sex, religion, race, hair-colour, personal style, ambiance, or preference in chandelier styles.
In this respect, Chilli-Cheeze Burritos are much like the Church of MOO. Anyone can be a MOOist. Even fictional people can be MOOists, just as even fictional people can eat Chilli-Cheeze Burritos.
True, most of the time, imaginary or fictional people eat only imaginary or fictional burritos, but there have been cases in which the absent nature of specific non-imaginary, perfectly solid burritos has been attributed to people later discovered to be totally imaginary. Thus the divine nature of burritos is demonstrated. The Church of MOO is just like this. Even unreal people can be real members of it. The fictional character Floyd Gecko climbed the ladder of MOO to become a High Preest before they discovered that he didn't even exist.
It should be noted, of course, that he ate many a Chilli- Cheeze Burrito along this path to glory, an example which should serve as a reminder to the youth of today that there's no such thing as TOO MANY Chilli-Cheeze Burritos, and even if there were, TOO MUCH IS ALWAYS BETTER THAN NOT ENOUGH!
Another thing rather like a Chilli-Cheeze Burrito in this respect is the phenomenon of Collective People. Collective People are people who might or might not exist, depending on whether anyone else is being them at the time. Confuse-Ius might or might not exist, depending on whether anyone chooses at that time to be that person. Similarly, a Chilli-Cheeze Burrito might or might not be eaten at any given time, depending on whether some particular, specific person happens to be hungry for it at the time, and has access to that particular Burrito.
But all this is more or less irrelevant to the main point about Chilli-Cheeze Burritos. Consider the Scribings Of The Hound (17:12), wherein it says something not totally unlike the following:

"When they finally dropped the bomb, a radioactive mushroom cloud rose high above the city. The deaths numbered in the millions, and many a Chilli-Cheese Burrito was burned to a crisp. Needless to say, Homer Simpson was not impressed."

This is, of course, a veiled reference to the mysterious Burrito Wars of 2138. These have been revealed to certain selected seers and prophets, and the strange and bizzarre things they have seen are too horrifying for mere mortal minds to comprehend. It is not clear what, if anything, caused the Burrito Wars, or who the various sides were which got involved, or what they were fighting about, or indeed what they were fighting with.
What is clear is that the root cause, far, far, far back in the mists of time, was an industrial accident which was codenamed Burrito-12 by the Pentagon officials who tried to turn it into a superweapon.
The Burrito Wars are secret matters not to be discussed in public: the great secret of their existence lies deep in nested codes within the pages of the secret text 'The Book Of Stuff' which lies in the imaginary Mauve Room of the equally fictional MOO Headquarters in Ottawa. In this secret and hard-to-reach place, it was hoped, this book could be hidden safely with its veiled secrets of the Burrito Wars. Selected extracts from the Book Of Stuff appear in both TastyMints of the Grate Book Of MOO.
Speaking of Mints and Wars, it's probably appropos here to tell you a little bit about the famed BreathMint/CandyMint wars which ravaged east Asia in the Wombat World.
But we're not going to, because they were pretty pointless.