When you lose track of how many pitchers of margarita you're having, have gone through an entire shift change and have had different friends come and go to visit you while you're on a drinking binge, it's time to get up and leave the restaurant. 8 hours of drinking at the same restaurant is never okay. I made new friends, made more enemies and had more tequila in my veins than blood.
I'm not moving from my bed today.
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