Hot! Hot! Hot!
It's one of the first beautiful days of the season today, which means all the ladies downtown are going to be dressed inappropriately (read: awesomely) skimpy today for work and that they'll flood the beer gardens to throw back margaritas as soon as five o'clock hits. I think I'll join them, only when I order my margarita, I'll ask that they hold the tequila, triple sec and ice and just put bourbon in the glass. You see, that's just how I roll. No, not always drinking bourbon, but drinking bourbon, calling it a margarita and making clicking noises at women as they walk on by. They love it because they don't have any choice!