Tequila Makes...

TN_Vixen

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one do strange things. Last night I was at a Country Bar (I was forced to go) and after a couple of shots, hopped right up on that damn mechanical bull. Something I would never have done in my right mind. hehe

I couldn't stay on the damn thing though.. kept throwing me off. I think the guy that was controlling it was just getting his kicks.

Ok, come out with the tequila tales.
 
No tequila tales from me I don't drink but WooHoo sounds like you had fun.
 
Practicing for a sybian? I bet you wouldn't fall off that so easily...
 
Merelan

well with the benefits of a sybian, I can guarantee that it would be a miracle if I were thrown off. hehe
 
I wonder how many batteries she has been through in the last day?
 
Re: You my dear......

Sparky Kronkite said:
would probably break a Sybian.

break it? what does it take exactly to break a Sybian?

Merelan... batteries? Well none since losing my vib. hehe. I keep meaning to stop by the adult book store to replace it, but have been doing fine making do. *smile*
 
Hard to tell, but the energizer truck just passed by here on its way to Tenn.....coincidence?
 
Huhmmmmmmmmmmmm...

Tekillya...

Mechanical bull...

18 year old boyfriend with a constant erection...

Some rope...

Do I need to draw a picture?
 
Tequila makes...

...a lovely Prairie Fire...

1 shot o cuervo
2-3 or more drops of tabasco

the usual: lime, salt, etc.


"Jose Cuervo, you are a friend of mine..."
 
Ahem Ez, *hiding a bottle of Cuervo Gold behind her back*

Thirsty?
 
It has been years since I went the straight tequilla route, but I do enjoy the occassional margarita. In my tequilla days there were nights that I still don't remember.
 
. . . time do funny things.

I love margaritas, but have never been able to do shooters. However, it still makes time compress and expand and twist, and sometimes it seems as if I wake up the day before yesterday, when I had the margaritas.

I wonder if this is being looked into by cosmologists; I wonder if the Big Bang had its origins in an exploding distillery.
 
Tequila makes...

me take my clothes off...
True story: on my 31st birthday, we had a party that migrated to a friend's backyard...bonfire, beer, music. And tequila. At one point, I was in the friend's daughter's tree house with several other party-goers when someone dared me to flash someone else. A little bit later, one friend tells me he heard the best line ever...my husband coming up to the tree house to retrieve his naked wife, muttering under his breath, "Not again..."
I try to limit the number of margaritas I drink now...
 
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor.

As I've said before, I rarely drink. On those rare occasions, it takes VERY little to make me goofy. Having said that, here's my tequila story.

I was a freshman in college, and somehow became invited to a Frat party. I have to admit, I was apprehensive about going but my bad side eventually talked my good side into dressing up and heading across campus.

MISTAKE

I'd decided I wasn't going to drink anything alcoholic. I was going to play it safe. That lasted all of 15 minutes, until the cute guy who I had a crush on walked over to me with a drink made "especially for me" in hand.

A couple of hours and I'm unsure how many drinks (and shots of tequila) later, I engaged in some extremely slutty behavior in front of everyone. Nothing I'm willing to admit to publicly, mind you. But believe me, it was really bad, I ended up transferring to a different college because of it.


That's when I decided that alcohol and Aly just don't mix well.
 
i love tequilla

but not often. usually i just like it straight from the bottle, to hell with limes and salt.

I went to a bachelor party and brought a bottle of cuervo. We rode in a limo about an hour to Longview, TX strip club where I proceeded to become extreme tequoxicated. We all went back to our hotel and there was a stripper girl there too who wouldn't, well..., and I wound up riding all around town in a truck with a thug of the woman who managed the stripper. I went into this house... weird... i felt like i was in a david lynch movie... it reminded me of my FSU years...

this is the purpose of tequilla, don't you think?
 
Ouch Aly! Tough way to learn a lesson.

My one tequila experience wasn't terribly exciting, but I'm bored so I'll tell it anyways.

I was drinking st my place with a few friends, straight vodka shots until someone got out the tequila. I reluctantly tried a shot of straight tequila and decided it tasted better than the vodka, so continued with a few more until I was quite dizzy. I just kinda stumbled away from the group and sat off by myself in some kind of dreamland. The others eventually left and I went to bed, but I couldn't sleep for hours, and I felt so funny...

Threw up the next morning and had a nasty hangover - my first and only so far. I had to work for a few hours, but I crawled into bed when I got home and slept the rest of that day away. No more tequila for me.
 
Body shots anyone?

Tequilla makes me goofy if it's in Margarita's.
Tequilla makes me loud and even goofier if in Megaritas.
Tequilla makes me forget where I put my damn bra when it's straight up.

Damn anyone have some Tequilla?
 
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