When you buy a big bottle of no-name pre-mixed margaritas for solo Cinco de Mayo festivities, it's okay to finish it off on Seis de Mayo, si? I say, yes, especially when the margaritas mix is almost the same color as your kitchen counter. And you cannot stop listening to Franz Ferdinand's Take Me Out and The Dark of the Matinee. "...I'm not to look you in the shoes, but the eyes - find the eyes..."
And then, then, when you're all buzzed up on a lil bit of 25 proof no-name pre-mixed margaritas, you giggle until you can't breathe while you watch Homer Simpson sample maple syrup (the good kind - with a sleigh on the label) as if he was at a wine tasting...
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