Is there anything more painful? I know the answer. The world is full of things way more painful than a brain freeze but holy hell I challenge you to come up with an example when you are right in the middle of one.

That brings me to something I call The Curse of the Margarita.

I never think of it until I am enjoying what may be the greatest drink of all time, and then out of nowhere, in a crowded restaurant, it feels like somebody is trying to shove a soda straw through my eyeball. Then comes the decision… do I try to ride it out… or do I  throw my hand up to my eyeball and try to alleviate some of the pain.

 I never ride it out. Oh, I’ve sat there and with a tear rolling down my cheek, tried to look like it’s fine, but up shoots my palm to the eye. Wayne, you’re such a weenie.

Gerrr….. Make it stop.

You know, it’s really just a Slurpee for adults, but I just can’t deal with it, so now I drink my margaritas on the rocks. But I’m scanning the room, watching, and chuckling to myself… I see you!

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