Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Vegas on Acid through Yves St. Laurent Sunglasses

It was a hot one. With temps soaring well into 110s we all treked into the edge of the Death Valley Desert to attend the party of the summer: M & D's Bachelor/ette Party. Some came from as far as DC to indulge in the debauchery the city of sin flaunts to the starving souls who come here to sweat it out. We all know what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but...

B-Boys Party, Friday night: Two words. Toby Keith--I Love this Bar! (and grill)! A lady caught Gasm's eye--and a second later, their lazy eyes met too. It was like a movie... that the Wayans brothers produced. She was alright, but I found myself talking to her good eyeball and trying to avoid the other one. Then when I'd think that she looked the other way, I'd sneak a peak and accidently make eye contact with the lazy eye who was a bit delayed. It was awkward. Did she see me or didn't she? It was a mystery.

I thought it would be this way the whole night, until we got to Rhinos. Spearmint Rhinos that is. It was a lot of fun for those who were getting lap dances, but for those who weren't, it was a lot of staring at other guys' boners. As economical as I am, staring at chicks who are giving guys lap dances is not worth it, even if its free. Instead of staring at the chick, you get distracted by what the guy is or isn't doing. And the whole payment thing is very confusing as well. I'm not sure how many songs that was to tell you the truth--I wasn't listening. And staring at lap dances only leaves you prone to someone stealing your liquor:

"What the hell? Where's the goose?"
"Oh my god! Is she pouring it off her boobs? "
"I'm buying a lapdance just to knee her in her cunt. That bitch."

We all managed to get out of there with some money left in our pockets, but Vegas has a way of just hustling you right back into a casio by turning up the temperature outside. We met the girls after their sleazy night at the Thunder Down Under Aussie strip show. And the sleaze continued for some of us. There's something about being comfortably sleazy around people you know only in Vegas. Maybe it was a alcohol... Its always the alcohol... It was the alcohol... In fact, I don't even remember any sleazy incidents. Except a few...

Stay tunned for some more.

DC

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