Drunk off our asses

I think the subject is self-descriptive. Jen, Jason and I are just back from Mustang, where Jason and I had a few shots of Patron Silver, as well as several Margaritas. Jen had her fair share as well. I think we are all feeling good. Jen and Jason are currently in the “den” dancing to their wedding song, “A Kiss To Build a Dream On” (Shouldn’t that be “A Kiss On Which To Build A Dream”?)

Clearly, you can tell we are out of sorts, and if I hadn’t used the spell-checking it would have been even more obvious. (I was just doing an imitation of Louis Armstrong singing, “Hello Dolly” which had Jen and Jason in stitches.)