This is what happens when you give "grownups" too many margaritas, beer, a wait for a taxi, and snow... While waiting outside of the Mexican restaurant we just got our grub on in, Dan, the lesser half of a great couple :), decided to start tossing snow balls at me. I am not one to lose at anything, a down right legend (in my own mind), so we start kicking snow at each other while our spouses watch in amusement... Dan goes to kick a large drift of snow at me and his foot, that he thought was firmly planted on the ground, comes out from under his drunk, wobbly ass and he lands on his rear end with a resounding THUD! Only to realize that he hasn't spilled any of the beer that was in his hand. He smiles and proudly opens his mouth to share the good news when I kick the drift that he had been aiming for right in his face... He is PISSED! I think "oh goody, I've won!" WRONG!!! The photo is what happened next...
