This is a blog post. Now I demand the trimmings of sponsorship.

I kind of assumed a Tijuana picnic would have consisted of a broader assortment of pharmaceuticals, a woman named Juanita and her horny Donkey, but what the hell do I know?
The 70s were a long time ago, and it's foolish for me not to expect change.

In other news;

"Soulcraft Bicycles. We'd give you the shirt off your back."