5 undercover sombreros were taken to a bar in nearby Tijuana. They acted casually, ordering domestic Mexican brews and the occasional shot of tequila for the cholos.
When the "Mexican Hat Dance" was played on the juke box, they dropped their ponchos, revealing an arsenal of of weaponry. Only the women, and slightly drunk children made it out of the bar alive.
CONCLUSION: Clothing lines for large, woven hats apparently exist. Go fuckin figure.
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