#59

live at the carwash the car washers perform great immigrant feats with prime mexican speed and hands and cloths moving furiously as their tongues struggle to keep up with a language so hot you gotta spit it out before it burns you like a habanero salsa in tijuana which the sign says is the most visited place in the world because all you find there is a bunch of drunk eighteen year olds from san diego and a bunch of mexican dudes who wish they were working in a carwash across the border instead of trying to sell some underage idiot a bottle of absinthe and some poison blow darts to shoot at the donkey painted like a zebra and trying to convince the slightly damaged frat type to pay a hundred bucks to see a girl getting fucked by a donkey in some flea bag hotel a couple miles away from revolucion and all you gotta do is follow me in the cab and give me the dinero now my friend so i can run away with it and not have to jerk you around about this donkey show that doesnt exist and leave you out here on the edge of the desert where you can dream american and wish you could be somewhere cleaner than mexico like a carwash