She was my next door neighbor at R Bar and had been for quite a few years (we always camp at the same corner and they do too). I never really talked to her before, I just admired her perfect breasts from afar, so she still counted as a stranger for the purposes of this task. This year R Bar had a new attraction which was called Tequila Mockingbird. There was a board with a bunch of mockingbird cutouts in holes, and you had to throw a shot glass and knock down (or kill) a mockingbird. If you missed you had to do a shot of tequila. And you had to keep throwing until you killed a mockingbird and could then stop drinking.