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Having no bevvies in the house whatsoever, I took a stroll to the Nisa corner shop and bought this 'filth' called Amigo. How I looked forward to drinking it in the bath; how utterly horrified I was to discover it was sweet, sickly and syrupy. Unable to see because I didn't have my goggles on, I was forced to yell for my dear wife to come and read the label to me. "It's got Tequila in it, you idiot!" she scoffed. I felt betrayed... cheated... defiled even to have allowed such crap to pass my lips. Needless to say, it went where all the other p*ss goes... the toilet.
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