Happy Tequila Day. More importantly, happy birthday to my good friends Balls and Sarah... many more to ya.
I had a few shots of some Sauza Reposado in honor of this horrible, evil holiday. I counted three before calling it quits, since a large dose of tequila will generally have particularly nasty effects on my personality and/or ability to make rational decisions. There are enough scars on my body as it stands. For those who have not been blessed with its inebriation, here's how you count to four with tequila shots:
One tequila
Two tequila
Three tequila
Floor.
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Goddamnit, it is absolutely pouring outside. It never fails: it is guaranteed to rain within 48 hours of me washing my car. Least she's got a good coat of wax on her. Shouldn't be too difficult to clean.
Ah well, looks like a good excuse to stay in tonight and order a pizza.
Adios
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