Some of the members of the Executive Committee (to which I was recently promoted) are taking me out
to beat the hell out of me in the woods to play golf tomorrow night. They thought it might be nice if I brought a bottle of Gran Petron Platinum Tequila. You know, the one in the handmade bottle made of polished crystal?! (read as: holy sh*t this costs more than a bottle of Dom!). Clearly, they're busting my…um…chops.
Well, the joke's on them. I bought two bottles – one for them & one for me to enjoy as I like (Since I'll probably never see "their" bottle again). I'm tempted to pour their's out and refill it with the $2 tequilla.
And here I thought high school pranks had gone out of style!?! That being said, it's nice to know that I'm in the 'club', I guess.