It is better to arrive on time than to be invited.
This is the mantra of everyone in my family. You invite one, and he shows up with toda la familia, all 12 of them. Early. If you arrive late, you might miss the shrimp ceviche, or the one six pack of Negro Modelo that Tio Bob brought. Besides, there are never enough chairs. It is hard to look chingon with your culo enveloping a green plastic kid chair. Trust me.
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