Who the fuck are you calling bleary, fucker?

Much to my surprise there she was, sittin’ in a corner
A little bleary, worse for wear and tear
Was a girl with far away eyes
–Rolling Stones/Far Away Eyes

Some of us might possibly have had a little bit more fun than was strictly good for us. Now, I don’t want to mention any names here. What happens in Cabo stays in Cabo, but in the spirit of true honesty…holy fuck.
That chick in the mirror can NOT hold her tequila.

I kind of lost count of my drinks, in all fairness to myself. I must have had a dozen or more Micheladas at the pool. Josefat was bringing them in pairs. And then we had drinks at dinner. And, uh, after dinner. So. The headache will not be a shock.

Important side note: Kyle, Lori and Chica are leaving in the morning. Miss them all ready.

There is not an Advil big enough for the headache I think I might have in the morning.

Worth it?

Fuck yeah.

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