On Friday, a girl I know who was always very quiet and reserved came in to release a bout of pent up energy. Usually, she doesn't drink and just sits at the bar and has macaroni and cheese as she talks to her friends about things like what type of Kleenex is the softest or if you could really teach a cat to use a toilet. However, I came to find that one Pacifico can magically turn her into a gawky obscenity shouting Brittany Spears want-to-be. She spent the rest of the night showing off her amateur stripper moves which included her hanging her pinky barely out of her mouth the whole night and slapping her right ass cheek as she bent over and wiggled her butt like an overexcited puppy.
But what might just take the cake is when one of Bend's most beautiful women who is always very put together and perfectly coifed decided on her way out the door to sucker punch our door man. And then as he was on the phone with the police and telling the general manager what had happened, she ran back to also sucker punch the GM. So if you are one of those people who turn from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde at even the whiff of a margarita, well then maybe drinking is just not for you.
Cut the top 1/4 off of a lime. Hollow it out with a grapefruit spoon. Fill with 1.5 ounces of tequila and .5 ounces of cointreau. Take the shot and squeeze the lime as you are drinking. Grab the fruit pulp and when your best friend isn't looking, huck it in his face.