
That was the lesson last night, a typical Friday night for me. Minus the tequila.
I didn't have any plans, and I was soooo sick of strike news, and wanted to hang out with friends for the evening. My friend Brad popped onto MSN, so I invited him over to watch a movie. I wanted to watch it at my place cause I was jsut too lazy to go out. Turns out that had the added benefit of me not having to drive home. In between making the plans and Brad getting here, I had this highly unusual desire to drink. Now before last night, I have never had more than two drinks in a row, and even after last night, I have never been drunk. So when Brad got here, I pulled out the contents of my liquor cabinet. I also pointed out the champagne (ok, ok, sparkling wine) in my fridge.

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"Wow. I never thought I'd be doing tequila shots with HILLARY!" Always trying to surprise people, I suppose.
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Lick salt, down tequila, bite lemon. Repeat as necessary.
Lick salt, down tequila, bite lemon. Repeat as necessary.
1 comment:
I don't think *one* shot of Tequilla counts ;) ...
...but then I wouldn't mix it with Champaigne.
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