San Mig Light Diplomacy

Real booze drinkers swear under oath that every slurry word that comes out of their dry mouths must hold true and remain unbroken. The practice dates back to our college days when our flamboyant vice-president brokered a peace deal between my tropa and a rival group. The bitter divide was tearing the class apart, and being associated with one of the faction didn't help in diffusing the tension.