What Happens in Las Vegas......
The Las Vegas trip was off the hook.
The way it all started was,
We were supposed to go to Las Vegas last weekend. But on wednesday, Murat told us that his friend invited him to a farewell party. So Murat being a good friend, couldn't get out of it. Without Murat Las Vegas lost its meaning. Las Vegas plans got cancelled.
On Friday night. We are about to leave work. Remzi and I talked Murat out of going to the party and going to Las Vegas with us. Asif had made plans for the weekend too. Possibly some chick or other involved. Maybe not. Because he joined us without having to have his elbow pulled. Within 2 hours we were on the road on I-15 N on a 6 hour journey to Sin City.
Now. Now. I can not give a full accounting of what went down in LV, because of the sensitive nature of the group's activities. But I will try to tell you some tentalizing information without giving away anything confidential. You know the old saying, "What happens in Las Vegas, Happens in Grinner's Bedroom!"
The gambling was alright. Murat made a few dimes, and Remzi made a lot on the Black Jack tables. I lost $120 in less than 10 minutes. Now I see what's so much fun about losing money for nothing. "I am never gambling again." Famous last words.
The famous Crazy Horse. Awesome. Usually, when I go to a strip club, I lose interest in the first 10 minutes. I spent hours in the club. Wow. Nice. I guess they know what they are doing in LV. Good for them.
We ended the trip with a Variety Show. Every act in the show is filled with comedy. Some of the shows were so funny i started to cry with laughter. It was outrageously funny. At the end of the show they had the showstopper act.
The Thunderdome.
It is a transparent hollow sphere, with bikers riding inside it. They started with one guy showing off his riding skills. I was like, with a little practice, I can do that. Yeah I can.
Then one more guy gets in thru the hole with the first guy still riding in the Dome. He gets going. Then one more comes in. And finally one more. 4 people in a dome which is about 8-9 feet in diameter. They just kept circling the thing in different directions, different waves. Then they turned out all the lights in the stage. The bikers turned on fire and lights on the bikes. The whole dome was a blaze of confused, hysteric fire of explosion. You couldn't tell what is what, who is who, just crazy lights. The whole place smelt of rubber and burnt gasoline. It was an spectacle!
We headed back to San Vegas, i mean San Diego in less than 4 hours time starting at 1AM saturday night. I drove halfway.
-Vegan Grin
The way it all started was,
We were supposed to go to Las Vegas last weekend. But on wednesday, Murat told us that his friend invited him to a farewell party. So Murat being a good friend, couldn't get out of it. Without Murat Las Vegas lost its meaning. Las Vegas plans got cancelled.
On Friday night. We are about to leave work. Remzi and I talked Murat out of going to the party and going to Las Vegas with us. Asif had made plans for the weekend too. Possibly some chick or other involved. Maybe not. Because he joined us without having to have his elbow pulled. Within 2 hours we were on the road on I-15 N on a 6 hour journey to Sin City.
Now. Now. I can not give a full accounting of what went down in LV, because of the sensitive nature of the group's activities. But I will try to tell you some tentalizing information without giving away anything confidential. You know the old saying, "What happens in Las Vegas, Happens in Grinner's Bedroom!"
The gambling was alright. Murat made a few dimes, and Remzi made a lot on the Black Jack tables. I lost $120 in less than 10 minutes. Now I see what's so much fun about losing money for nothing. "I am never gambling again." Famous last words.
The famous Crazy Horse. Awesome. Usually, when I go to a strip club, I lose interest in the first 10 minutes. I spent hours in the club. Wow. Nice. I guess they know what they are doing in LV. Good for them.
We ended the trip with a Variety Show. Every act in the show is filled with comedy. Some of the shows were so funny i started to cry with laughter. It was outrageously funny. At the end of the show they had the showstopper act.
The Thunderdome.
It is a transparent hollow sphere, with bikers riding inside it. They started with one guy showing off his riding skills. I was like, with a little practice, I can do that. Yeah I can.
Then one more guy gets in thru the hole with the first guy still riding in the Dome. He gets going. Then one more comes in. And finally one more. 4 people in a dome which is about 8-9 feet in diameter. They just kept circling the thing in different directions, different waves. Then they turned out all the lights in the stage. The bikers turned on fire and lights on the bikes. The whole dome was a blaze of confused, hysteric fire of explosion. You couldn't tell what is what, who is who, just crazy lights. The whole place smelt of rubber and burnt gasoline. It was an spectacle!
We headed back to San Vegas, i mean San Diego in less than 4 hours time starting at 1AM saturday night. I drove halfway.
-Vegan Grin
posted by Grinner at 10:24 AM
4 Comments:
Hey look...
The duck quacked a word...
I kid you not... It said, "Something".
Either I have a babble fish in my ears, or the freaking duck quacked a word.
- Cosmic Duck
Come over to Cali bitch.
who stays in Tx in Bush country? You won't miss much. It is all Mexico here too.
About running out. I have thought about that. I don't think that day is far. It is called old age... "Been there, done that age!"
-TexMex Grin
I wouldn't know the answer to that one...
Mmmm...
Maybe cause being self-centered sometimes pays off?
Don't be such a hater yo.!!!
-Playa grin
How do you know so much about grinner's bedroom activities? You perv, stop watching me in bed. At least I am whacking off to a movie or MAXIM, why are you getting off watching me?
Is that what bedouin's do? Is that the bedouin way? Or is it free-er than that? May be you get off on a camel ride.
-vouyer grin
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