shots and other nonsense

Despite my predilection for beer and ale, I am not disposed to imbibing the spirits. I usually turn down shot offers because the day-after consequences are well-known and painful. I can handle an unusual amount of beer, but a shot or two knocks my teeth out. Yes, yes, the alcohol content is the same, but for some reason I deal better with or somehow metabolize the brewsky more efficiently.

Regardless, Mike Beaman forced me to drink two shots of tequila and a shot of Jaeger yesterday. This morning I managed to ride with Bri and the gang but the world was moving in slow motion. I don't like shots. Here is a picture of a bottle of tequila.

It makes me want to vomit.