If you like pina coladas...getting caught in the lame

I am completely sober in this picture...and yet, there's a fruity-ass pink drink in my hand. Why, you ask? Because it involved tequila and we were eight yards from the Riverwalk. Give me a break. At least I'm not slurring "Buh-loooomer, Shah-looooner" every five seconds and wondering where the extra 250 pounds came from.