What Happens In Vegas Anyways?
So I just got back from Las Vegas, hence the lack of postages. Sorry, I didn’t bring you guys anything back. Well… maybe a few STD’s. But seriously, I hear the Clap isn’t really a big deal (5 red pills, 5 blue pills, easy-peezy).
Highlights of my trip:
- Running into the American’s Next Top Model girls at Caesars and laughing in their face, then yelling out “Is that Tyra’s lunch?” when the huge food cart rolled out. (Okay, that only happened in my head, but still)
- Spending copious amounts of money on Vodka, stumbling up to my hotel room and puking out the over-sized Carnegie’s corned beef sandwich I had eaten for lunch. That shit was all over the bathroom floor and garbage can! All the while my friend was puking his chicken salad lunch in the sink. Did anyone consider using the toilet - No.
- Not getting arrested! Go me.
Anywho, I’ll get my creative juices flowing this week and grace you with something funny, or at least something you won’t regret in the morning (like 90% of your sexual encounters).


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