Vegas, Bebe. Vegas.
March 27th, 2006Bebe (Spanish) - 3rd person singular form for the verb “to drink”.
So I went to Vegas this weekend for my bachelor party. I had never been before, but I can pretty much say that I totally ruled that town. At least 3 or 4 casinos were put out of business after I got through with them at the blackjack table. They really had no idea what hit ‘em.
Wellllll…. actually, I think Vegas probably got the best of me. I’m probably not the best gambler out there. My idea of counting cards is to count how many there are in front of me. If there are two cards in front of me, I’m good to go. But even that gets tough since in my inebriated state each card looked like three cards. So I had to always divide by three. And I’ve never been good at long division.
After my trip, I’ve come to the conclusion that Vegas’s slogan should be changed to:
What Happens in Vegas….. Gets Taken Out of Your Bank Account.
I’m going to send it to the Las Vegas Tourism Board and see what they say.
March 28th, 2006 at 5:47 pm
What happens in Vegas… is a financial ass raping. So I came away from Mr. Lathan’s bachelor party as the biggest loser. In days I will begin receiving solicitations from casino hosts begging me to come back. I will tease them with offers of bringing a group of friends “just like me” to come and play at some of their “higher-end” blackjack tables. I will then sell this free trip, which will likely include ringside seats to a boxing match (or at least a cockfight) to the highest bidder on eBay. Proceeds will pay off my credit card bill and, if the bid is substantial, may even convince my wife to one day sleep in the same room as me again.
March 29th, 2006 at 11:11 am
I’m keeping my fingers crossed this works for you, Dude Puking off the Second Floor of the Barbary Coast Casino.
March 30th, 2006 at 9:54 pm