Margarita Memory Lane

               
I'm going out for margaritas with a friend.  I promise to be on my best behavior. 

This means I will NOT: 

• Drink a pitcher by myself.
• Throw things.  This includes chips, fried pickles, glasses of water or loose change.
• Step on cakes people set on the floor until time to celebrate a loved one's birthday.
• Jump on stage with a rockabilly band on Beale street.
• Try to paddle up the Mississippi river in a dead boat with a midget paddle.
• Be chased around by so-called friends pretending to be paparazzi.
• Be propositioned by a very lonely illegal alien with pretty good waiter skills.

Again, I swear on the ghost of Jose Cuervo to be on my utmost, no-holds barred, is it even possible best behavior. 

Just like every time before.