So my girlie left back for the states on Thursday.

So I was free this weekend and was tempted to go to my local cantina and drink ๐Ÿป a few.

Then I thought: ๐Ÿค” ๐Ÿค” ๐Ÿค” 

"Without my gf, I look like some old Ex-Pat drunk at the bar trying too hard."

So I stayed my ass home, popped a few gummies and cooked while listening to 1970's Arena Rock on my ๐ŸŽง and Fuuuuuuuuuuck it was very nice, then my Fat Dogs and I started watching Sponge Bob and tried catching all the Adult Humor in it.

THERE'S A LOT.  ๐Ÿ˜† 

Because that's what 53 year old Noodles should obviously do on Saturday nights, rather than get into mischief in some Mexican Cantina deep in some jungle filled Peninsula state full of ๐Ÿ s ๐Ÿฆœs ๐ŸฆŽs and underground cenotes ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ.

"Yeah Noodles but you live in the city... There's only ๐ŸฆŽs๐Ÿฆœs in the city. "

But about 95% of the state is UNDEVELOPED.

THAT'S INSANE.

Like some Wyoming shit where everyone lives in clusters with a few in the rural area.

Anyways!  I thought about when I was like 7 and my Brother in Law sent me to the liquor store with his ๐Ÿชช a $20 dollar ๐Ÿ’ต and a note that said I was his son buying it for him. 

Clerk looked at me and gave me the ๐Ÿบ, the cigarettes ๐Ÿšฌ and my change without missing a beat.

God I miss the 70's.

Although not sure about rocking these yellow ๐Ÿ‘–s and pimp hat.

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