If Mexicans are so lazy how did I cook up that fiesta?
Thursday nights = Raptor family dinner. This week was a Mexican fiesta. Thursday never looked so good. Maybe it looked that way because it was seen through a haze of Corona and tequila. After dinner the kids went out to la Bodega while me and Uncle Bort stayed in to get acedemic. And by acedemic I mean drunk. We then walked over to get the Lark where he informed us that we smelt of the finest perfume, booze.
We met the kids at the Bodegi and then proceed to make the staff hate our family.
We then proceeded to O'hannlons, splashing in puddles and singing Journey in the streets.
At O'hannlons Steve got Winnipeg, we nearly got dine and dash, and I wore a sparkly green hat.
That night was a blur of friendship card exchanges and promises to bail Erik out of prison in Australia.
Next week for our family dinner southern cuisine will be on the menu. Perhaps bourbon will be our drink of choice.
Ariba!
Delios
We met the kids at the Bodegi and then proceed to make the staff hate our family.
We then proceeded to O'hannlons, splashing in puddles and singing Journey in the streets.
At O'hannlons Steve got Winnipeg, we nearly got dine and dash, and I wore a sparkly green hat.
That night was a blur of friendship card exchanges and promises to bail Erik out of prison in Australia.
Next week for our family dinner southern cuisine will be on the menu. Perhaps bourbon will be our drink of choice.
Ariba!
Delios