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Maybe that's because that was all I would touch when I'd hit Revolucion Boulevard in Tijuana.
Similar experience has contributed to an involuntary nausea at the mere smell of tequila.
The square between the border and the bridge had a mechanical bull and I had much tequila.
The man on the corner had a donkey and I had much tequila.
The woman walking down the street raising her dress had the nastiest, skankiet p'ussy I have personally ever laid eyes on and I had much tequila.
The 6 marines had many muscles and I had much tequila.
The girl said "buy me a glass of champagne?" and I had much tequila.
F'uck tequila.