"I'm so exhausted all the time... Can't ask my mom for help... You wanna split some nachos?... So I spent my whole friggin' day at Medicaid... Drink up, ladies -- only 15 minutes left of happy hour!"

Five irresponsible late-twentysomething mommies meet at an El Cheapo Mexican restaurant to splurge on $2 Margaritas. What better way to hang on to their last vestige of rebellious slacker spirit? They drink to each other's health or bitch about the state of affairs while their two-year-old babies crawl around under the table having tea parties. It's pretty goddamned cute without being precious or sentimental.

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