My favorite Mexican beer is Negra Modelo in the bottle with a slice of lime. If you haven't tried it, I suggest doing so because it is quite delicious and kickstarts a pleasant buzz. Three or four of these and I can forget about any productivity for the evening.

My friend Sparky used to bartend at this really shitty Mexican/ Tex-Mex/general soutwestern united states cuisine place called La Casita. The food was horrible and seemed even more so when Sparky introduced me to Ernie, the dirty Afro-American "chef" wearing his filthy apron and puffing a reefer with us in the back of the restaurant. Ernie talked about his 9 children from 6 different wives. He never received a paycheck because it was all docked for child support payments.

Sparky would substitute for the regular bartenders once or twice a month. I would go visit him and in exchange for toking him up with some sinsemilla, he'd drown me in free or heavily-discounted liquor and Mexican beer. They had some premium tequilas in really fancy bottles, like one was shaped like the mescal worm at the bottom of Mexican tequilas, yet made of glass and lying on it's side in a stand. These tequilas cost a hundred dollars (american) per bottle or more. I like tequila that doesn't require a beer chaser (or salt and lime for that matter). I overindulged in the bargain booze a few times and regretted getting drunk enough to order dinner from Ernie, the cook/scoundrel.

P.S. LUNCH was a rerun of breakfast today so I'll save it plus now I have a blasted headache to go with my flu.
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I hit her with the hammer on top of the head. She made a lot of noise and kept on making noise, so I hit her again.