Me and the missus spent a couple of days in lovely Ensenada Mexico, the last of the free countries in this hemisphere. I must admit, we were a bit amazed that the level of English spoken in Mexico is far superior to California. We were in Mexico three days, did not come across anyone who did not speak murican, even the few and far between beggars spoke good english.... Great country, great food, friendly folks, pharmacist that will diagnose then issue the appropriate meds for what ails you. When you get 100+ miles south of the border, hard to fault the folks or the culture, friendly, honest (compared to L.A. honest) and reliable. pharmasist even told me my US doc was giving me the wrong high blood pressure meds for a diabetic, checked it out on the internet and the sucker was right. Guess I will see a new doc. The mex pharmacist switched me from atenalol to lisinipril.... Got back early this morning after 3.5 hours at the border with the US trying to keep out terrorists.... cock suckers, me and the mexicans aints terrorists... I told em, I gots me a bouborn, not a turban.... Anyway, got up to a crisp morning and went riding in the local hills on my griso, some ice still on the road. Not many so caler's ride in the cold, just ran into Todd. here's a couple of pics I took today, including Todd and his jackal, no porn stars or midget hotties, so slim pickens.....
My Griso
todd's Jack-all
Todd wishin he had my rat griso...
Yo Pete, here is one of those pussy scooters you like
Wife grabbin some Aztec motherf'ers ass at La Bufadora.... Them suckers give you a free shot of tequila with a purchase of Vicodin..... Thats real medicine my friends.....
My Griso
todd's Jack-all
Todd wishin he had my rat griso...
Yo Pete, here is one of those pussy scooters you like
Wife grabbin some Aztec motherf'ers ass at La Bufadora.... Them suckers give you a free shot of tequila with a purchase of Vicodin..... Thats real medicine my friends.....