Aztec! My sister lives with an Aztec lover. He swears he's one. Lights a candle in the back yard and calls it sacred ground when he's drinking. Of course one night while visiting I stepped on this sacred ground and began to dance God Bless America! The only reason we didn't get into a fist fight was because my sister announced that I belonged to the Minute Men. Not sure what that had to do with it, but many there worked for Immigration. My sister came close to getting popped, but it was fun.
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