Well, this is sort of embarrassing. But it's true.
Unexpectedly, a friend and I found ourselves in a borrowed MG and crossing the border into Nuevo Laredo, Mexico. I was overwhelmed. There I was in an actual foriegn country for the very first time.
Suddenly, we were in your classic cantina. They were playing all those Mexican songs everyone had heard for years (whatever did happen to Trini Lopez?). The place was filled with what we now know to be commercial sex workers. As a naive Yanqui, I found myself at the virtual college mixer with the wet dream knowledge I could sleep with any woman in the place.
And I did.
Five minutes later, I was on my way.
Manhood, ain't it great!!
Unexpectedly, a friend and I found ourselves in a borrowed MG and crossing the border into Nuevo Laredo, Mexico. I was overwhelmed. There I was in an actual foriegn country for the very first time.
Suddenly, we were in your classic cantina. They were playing all those Mexican songs everyone had heard for years (whatever did happen to Trini Lopez?). The place was filled with what we now know to be commercial sex workers. As a naive Yanqui, I found myself at the virtual college mixer with the wet dream knowledge I could sleep with any woman in the place.
And I did.
Five minutes later, I was on my way.
Manhood, ain't it great!!
