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What happens in Vegas....Day Two  

dirtygirl411

7/6/2009 11:11 am
 Day Two of Vegas trip with BGF (best girl friend)

Wake up to blaring alarm, monster headache and unhappy tummy. Curse BGF for making stupid spa appointment at 10 AM after long night of drinking and naked male strippers with magic fingers (see Day One post). Lay in bed and complain.Tell BGF she's evil. And mean. And she owes $150 for half of last night's bar tab. BGF screams to get lazy hungover ass out of bed NOW, 20 mins till spa appointment. Get up cursing and get ready in 5 mins. More cursing. And whining.
Have massage. Feel slightly better. BGF says See, wasn't that worth it? Throw water bottle at her head. Feel much better. Stop at shooter bar. Have 3 shooters and a margarita. Feel human again.
Go shopping while BGF goes to pool. Spend too much. Curse stupid VISA for increasing credit card limit. Stop in casino to play slots. Lose more money. Hate slot machines. Stop at shooter bar. Drink. Ahhh, way less grumpy. Worry about becoming an alcohalic. Worry it's too late. Oh well. Order another drink.
Meet BGF in room. Laugh at her sunburn. Go to Zumanity (erotic Circ De Soliei show). Almost have orgasm....performers are HOT.
Go to Playboy Club. Ante up for bottle service ($400 for bottle of vodka, mixes, a booth to sit in and lots of attention from our bunny-costumed waitress). Make friends with head security guy. Tell him we want cute men to decorate our booth. Comes back in 5 mins with 3 hot collage boys from Texas.
Get drunk with new boy toy friends. Give them lap dances. BGF reminds me she promised my Ex Hubby (who was still Hubby at the time) that she wouldn't let me have sex with random people on this trip. Try to punch BGF. Punch her in the boob by accident . Time to leave Playboy Club when BGF tells our bunny-waitress "I'm gooooinnng waaaabit huuuuunting!". Say good bye to boy toys who are trying to convince us to come back to their hotel room for naked fun. Sigh. Stupid promise.
Get back to hotel room. Try to unlock door. Drop key. Drop key. Drop key. Fall thru doorway. Lay on floor laughing. Watch ceiling spin. Finally crawl to bed. BGF reminds of spa appointment in morning. At 9:30. Check clock. 6:15 AM. Re-commence hatred
Thanks a LOT for this bling Liz...I do believe payback is a bitch..hehehe
dirtygirl411
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8/19/2009 9:19 am
    Quoting Scorpio111379:
    Damn BGF! Damn Spa! Damn drinks! Damn Slots! Damn Key! Damn Promise!!! What a great day!
It was a great day! Except for the hangover and all the whining and complaining
Thanks a LOT for this bling Liz...I do believe payback is a bitch..hehehe

Imrealcowboy
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7/6/2009 2:37 pm

 Hmm.... I'm starting to see a pattern here. Sounds like you need a designated chaperone to get you around the next time you're in Vegas. I volunteer.

bimaixtc
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7/6/2009 12:16 pm

 Haha I love your writing style. Vivid. Is there a day 3 post coming soon?

manyhardstrokes
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7/6/2009 12:02 pm

 Were you trying to relax in Vegas and go to spas or was it all about partying. Hard to mix the two.

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