Tag Archives: las vegas

Mar
11
2010

Vegas usually annoys the piss out of me …

… seriously. It’s full of cheeseball douchebag wanna-be brainless fashion victims. It annoys me so much that normally I go windmill tilting and try to annoy it right back, but that has generally ended badly — like, my-friend-covered-in-a-third-party’s-blood badly — so I thought, okay, this time I’m going to play nice …
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By zoobroker | Posted in bars, girls, nevada, slapped | Also tagged | Comments (0)
Feb
20
2007

What Happens In Vegas…

…is sometimes hard to remember. I remember the indescribably delicious steak dinner at nine, complete with beautiful being carnivores, like well-dressed velociraptors.
I believe there was other stuff after that, in fact I am sure, but I decided to combat by hangover with hair of the dog, so it remains fuzzy memories rounded at the edges.

By Matt | Posted in nevada | Also tagged | Comments (0)