My friend (one of the MILLIONS of people who adore me) was having a birthday and said of course, what is a celebration without yours truly being there?
So she said “what sort of food do you like” and I said “I really like the interpretation of what a bunch of Melbournians who have never been to Mexico think that Mexicans eat,” so we went to Mexican.
NOM NOM NOM!
Ooh that was a bit spicy…better wash it down with some of this…
Nope. Mouth still all burney. Time for some of this…
…and some more…
I was feeling a bit tired so I had a bit of a lie-down.
There was a lot of food waiting for me when I woke up!
It was so good, lets just say it all ended happily.
So because I’m so awesome all my mates like me so they bought me some drinks.
And at this point it’s where I started to feel a bit flushed. It must be all those chilies.
They were fine chilies. I had a bit of a nice time telling them how much I liked them.
Look! I’m a teenage mutant ninja turtle! Only of course, I’m a not a teenager, a mutant, nor a ninja! Well, maybe I’m a ninja. YOU WILL NEVER KNOW
All that tequila and beer on a rich diet made poor me a little queasy.
After a bit of …ehem…adjustment, it was back to the serious business of the night.
And that was pretty much me gone for the night. HICCUP!