My OperaVegas
Monday, August 21, 2006 8:31:58 PM
Alright so it's been about a month since I've written in this thing. I've been slacking a little. During that time I have been to a cottage, gone camping and been to Las Vegas. I don't know what kind of stories to tell just yet but let's just say that the cottage was a drunken good time where we spent a lot of time in the lake. Camping was great even though it did rain two of the nights but the days were awesome so it all worked out. As for vegas...well I'll share a couple of stories from it for all of you.
So both stories happened on the second night we were there. The first takes place with Pat and Chris (both are my brother's friends) walking down the strip back to the hotel to meet up with me and my brothers. On the way back, a pink hummer limousine drives by and some guy is hanging out the window telling everyone on the strip to fuck off. So both Pat and Chris yell back and then out of nowhere Chris takes off after the limo. Sure enough it hits a red light and he catches up to it. When he gets there he is yelling at the guys and out of nowhere two random guys join Chris. Then Chris decides to open the door of the limo and sure enough it's unlocked so the two other guys start yelling into the car and the original asshole who was yelling at everyone tells them to come get him. So they start trying to get into the limo to pull this guy out and the women inside (we figure were hired for the night) start freaking out trying to distance themselves from the retard. Eventually the limo driver gets out and says that he has called the cops so Pat and Chris take off and leave the other two guys to fight it out.
The second story is pretty disgusting so don't read it while you are eating. So we ended up at a strip club and Chris got a lap dance and went to the VIP room for another dance from this one stripper (apparently it wasn't worth the money he spent, sucker). Eventually we end up in Denny's at around 4am. Chris is sitting there and he looks down and there is this reddish circle in the middle of his shirt, which we eventually determined to be lipstick (I guess the stripper tried to eat his shirt or something, I'm not sure what happens in the VIP room but I guess they get hungry back there). Then he starts looking closer at his shirt and he starts saying stuff like, "what the hell is this? Is my shirt a different colour here?". Anyways, at the bottom of his shirt where the stripper would have been grinding it was a brownish colour (in comparison to his white shirt). I have no idea what exactly caused this colour change but I enjoy saying that the stripper leaked her ass juices all over him. Whatever it was, it was disgusting and I'm glad I beat the strippers away when they came near me b/c who knows where they have been.
Random fact for the day. Strippers in Vegas don't take off their panties. No idea why they can take off everything except their bottoms but that's how it is. I'm gonna try and update this more often now as I get back to school and such. Have a good one.
So both stories happened on the second night we were there. The first takes place with Pat and Chris (both are my brother's friends) walking down the strip back to the hotel to meet up with me and my brothers. On the way back, a pink hummer limousine drives by and some guy is hanging out the window telling everyone on the strip to fuck off. So both Pat and Chris yell back and then out of nowhere Chris takes off after the limo. Sure enough it hits a red light and he catches up to it. When he gets there he is yelling at the guys and out of nowhere two random guys join Chris. Then Chris decides to open the door of the limo and sure enough it's unlocked so the two other guys start yelling into the car and the original asshole who was yelling at everyone tells them to come get him. So they start trying to get into the limo to pull this guy out and the women inside (we figure were hired for the night) start freaking out trying to distance themselves from the retard. Eventually the limo driver gets out and says that he has called the cops so Pat and Chris take off and leave the other two guys to fight it out.
The second story is pretty disgusting so don't read it while you are eating. So we ended up at a strip club and Chris got a lap dance and went to the VIP room for another dance from this one stripper (apparently it wasn't worth the money he spent, sucker). Eventually we end up in Denny's at around 4am. Chris is sitting there and he looks down and there is this reddish circle in the middle of his shirt, which we eventually determined to be lipstick (I guess the stripper tried to eat his shirt or something, I'm not sure what happens in the VIP room but I guess they get hungry back there). Then he starts looking closer at his shirt and he starts saying stuff like, "what the hell is this? Is my shirt a different colour here?". Anyways, at the bottom of his shirt where the stripper would have been grinding it was a brownish colour (in comparison to his white shirt). I have no idea what exactly caused this colour change but I enjoy saying that the stripper leaked her ass juices all over him. Whatever it was, it was disgusting and I'm glad I beat the strippers away when they came near me b/c who knows where they have been.
Random fact for the day. Strippers in Vegas don't take off their panties. No idea why they can take off everything except their bottoms but that's how it is. I'm gonna try and update this more often now as I get back to school and such. Have a good one.
