Tequila

— Legend Chris "Alcohol" Alcohol — from the days of my ancestors, it has worn many faces. Some called it a friend, others, a silent executioner. But are those who take a sip truly wicked? No. The sip alone condemns no man — it’s the storm that follows after the swallow that defines him. One doesn’t drink to be foolish, but to steady the trembling wind that shakes the pillars of the mind, to quiet the screams no ear should hear, and to gulp down the truths too heavy to confess.