I am waiting for some friends to join us at El Cholo Mexican restaurant. It makes me think of the last time I was here with one of the girls from the site. Ah, the memories of mammaries and Dos Equis.
It won’t be that wild tonight. The highlights of the evening will be how great the edible I just ingested makes my crab flautas taste. Then there is that fight. It feels odd to root for a shit-talker. Hope this gallery of Lizbette Huerta warms up your weekend, fuckos.