Mar 14, 2009 15:38
You know when you drink a lot on a Friday night & you’ve been dancing all night bobbling your head, skipping the cracks of the side walk falling on your arse? You wake up with that pounding headache , your breath smells of damn cheap beer & mixture of jager bombs or for some reason pepto bismol?
Enchiladas , tacos, beans, rice, chili rellenos , and a jarrito is the cure
I’m working on this project & I tore up all of my mothers “ bible magazines”