texts: Yeah, I guess. I'm just a little fucked up. </s> <s> Well, let me tell ya something, gonna clear your head right up. We are officially Mexicans. </s> <s> What? </s> <s> We are...  "South of the border down Mexico way." </s> <s> We are?
labels: Yep. We're heading for the rendezvous right now. We get there, we pound booze till Carlos shows up, he escorts us to El Ray. And then me and you, brother, kick fuckin' back. How ya like them apples?