Necessity is the Mother of Invention

Author: Savage

Date: June 26, 2005

by Savage
6-26-05
How long until we get to the boat dock, Ed?
I don't know, Fred. I think we're lost.
I'd rather be drunk. Is there any bourbon left?
Only a little. Things are looking desperate.
Mom says they make tequila from cactus. There's a whole bunch of cactus out here.
For once in your life, you've had a good idea, little bro!