So I just get back from Vegas yesterday, what a fun place it is. I tried telling myself that I wasnt going to drink excessively and that I would sleep good and work out at the hotel, yada yada yada.....doesnt work like that. It's pretty damn hard when the booze is free, your surrounded my gorgeous women, and your buddies are threatening to kill you if you dont drink and try to get some. So Fri night kicks off w/ a SHITLOAD of rum and coke and some Petrone Tequila. I got up like 800 bucks on the black jack table, and became so wasted that I began singing Kenny Rogers number the Gambler out loud until I was told from voices far and near to shut the **** up. So then we go to the tit bar, burned through a hundred bucks pretty damn quick, pissed me off. I wanted a regular dance club, but I forgot my dress shoes so I couldnt get in anyplace!!! My buddies all get split up, I mean every one of us is in a different place by 3am. I'm wandering around hitting on everything that's blonde and moving, I'm telling ya what, I've never seen as many gorgeous women in one place as out at that mother****er. My buddy calls at 3:30a...."Dude, I'm w/ like 6 hot ass girls right now, we're coming to pick you up outside the casino." Awesome I think to myself. The taxi van then pulls up 10 min later....the side door slides open....I look in...to see my bro....w/ 6 300lb mexicans!!! It was def a surprise and he was def really drunk. So I pull his ass out and pay the cabbie and get him away as fast as possible. We all pass out around 6am. Next day rolls around. I wake up at 10:30 and go get breakfast and another beer!!! I tried just drinking the beer for my hangover but it didnt stop. I began pounding them at 10:30 and didnt stop until 1am Sun morning. I lost everything I made at the table, and in a drunken stooper began asking the poker dealers if they thought it would surely kill me on impact w/ a 16th floor free fall. You should have seen their faces,hahhahaha. I began singing Kenny Rogers again and was forced to leave the table. Go to a slot machine and hit the ****er for the g I lost. I'm once again dead even. Anyways, to make a long story short I came home 30 bucks less than I brought, and had some killer drinks and cigars, and a killer time. It was back in the gym tonight, rough!! Oh yeah, and I was approached by a black hooker out there in the street who started rubbing my dick through my pants in front of a bunch of senior citizens saying to me" How much it worth to ya?" ****ing priceless.
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