Ode to Margaritas and Cucarachas

Whoa! Way dizzy. Really blurry.

Speach is challenged by a bumbling tounge.

Spelling is challenged by a lazy brain. One half of the two hemispheres, not sure which, has just decided to crawl up in a ball and take a nap. Wake up you bastard!

Nothing like a drunken Monday. Actually, drunken Mondays are pretty sad.

Damn! I've done it again.

Blame it all on that infamous Margarita who lived way back when and was the inspiration of the horrendous concoction.

At least it went down smooth. Goood times with three o's.

Is tommorow Tuesday?

Salud,

GA