and loose morals it is.
The weekend fast approaches and if this week has taught us anything, its that there's nothing to die for and that there's everything to live for.
I made that up. Sorta... Its quite silly if I say so myself.
Not so silly, cervezas. That's right, not beers...cervezas. My love of South-of-the-Border beers has been reinvigorated since my trip to Juarez, Cuidad de Suenos, back in 20 dickity 2. Its really a magical place, full of pan-handling ninos, shady puntas (not a bad word, just don't call your mom that), $2 nachos, and $0.25 Dos Equis. Yeah. It was also blazingly hot. And my troop got to see passed out hobo-penis.
All in all, its a lot like New York, just cheaper and stickier.
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