Wednesday, August 20, 2008

SOMETHING ABOUT CHEAP TEQUILA AND LOUD MUSIC

The Sales Department is hosting a mid-day fiesta. There are tortilla chips and gaucamole, plus buckets of salsa, in the big conference room.

There are seven large frat-boys wearing sombreros wandering about.


There are full-strength margaritas.
Brain-freeze time. With limes and a blender.


And there is loud music. Very loud mariachi music.

The working day is over. At least for half of the company. Ole, rabbosai, ole.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Frat boys, sombreros, tequila?

Sounds like Tijuana whore house to me.
What field are you in?


---Grant Patel

Anonymous said...

Where is Spiros this morning? Is he still sleeping off the ouzo?


Hellooooo, Greeky man, hellooooooo!!!???



---Grant Patel

Anonymous said...

Sorry, Argentinian.

'Ellooooo, Argentinky, hellooooooo!!!???


---Grant Patel

Spiros said...

Remember that scene in THE EXORCIST? Had I been drinking tequila and eating guacamole, that scene would have been vividly recreated for you in Glorious Technicolor (and, dare I say, Smell-a-Round).

Anonymous said...

Guess you'd fill up that coffin pretty well. Tequila expands barf exponentially.

Sheer buckets of fun.

Wombat.


---Grant Patel

Anonymous said...

No more anyone can add to this comment string. The bucket is full. Too much tequila. Not enough Brazilian.


---Gratn Patel

Anonymous said...

Turtle soup.


---Grant Patel

Spiros said...

Dear Gratin Patel-
I have nothing to add.

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