Of Margaritas And Men

September, 1985

Pour me another margarita, darlin'," Rita said. "I think I may die of thirst."I had made a huge punch bowl of margaritas and was ready to oblige."I sure do like a potluck supper," said Jean, polishing off a large portion of jambalaya and her fourth margarita. She burped happily.We were all burping and scratching and snorting with abandon, there being no men around to keep us prim. Whenever I go out to Los Angeles, my contingent of girlfriends humors me by scheduling an a...