Legend has it that in the Desierto De Arenoso, there lies a mythical oasis. It's said that a lone Saguaro cactus, with spines of pure gold, guards the entrance. Anyone who offers the parched, lonely Saguaro a 6-pack of Lone Star and shares a good story or two is granted the ability to understand the desert's secrets. These secrets are whispered by the winds in a language only oasis-goers can understand -- it's basically like a Harry P. Parseltongue kinda thing. Turns out, the wind mostly asks for more Lone Star, but it's still cool to talk to the wind and it impresses the amigas.
