Forever is a mighty long time and if you’ve been burnt by tequila before, ask yourself: could it be that tequila is just a little misunderstood? You’ve seen Californians down shots of tequila at hip L.A. bars like its water. If your income is as lucrative as this freelance writer, then you’ve at least seen the cast of Entourage down shots of tequila which were, most likely, water? Not even on $1 DVD Mondays?
See, North America is but a secret tunnel’s walk away from the Mexican border – or a hop, skip and jump cross-country, as redneck ultra-nationalists shoot at your feet, if that’s your preference. The U.S. of Australia is way too far away, it seems, for the same selection of high quality tequilas to slip through border control and onto shelves of our local bars and bottle-shops. So what’s a reforming tequila-hater to do?
review from the night i got drunk with the t-squat crew . com
"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.
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