Day two, I’m not that hung over but my body is a little slow from the flight the day before. But the rookie shows up in the morning and today seems like it’s going to be a good day. We grub talk about how Denver sucks hairy balls then Cookie Mom hits us up and let’s us know it’s all good to go for Wet Republic. We chilled for a bit and then started the drinking. Maybe we were overly pumped for the night, maybe part of us knew how fucking expensive the drinks would be but we proceeded to make two huge (like 40 ounce cup huge) of Bacardi & coke before we left. We show up and go through a special VIP line and get bracelets that usually go for $50 dollars. What we saw next was a little overwhelming……

It wasn’t jumping off on THIS level but it was damn close. I think we showed up a little early like 2 or 3. Long story short I knew it was my time to bring it. So I take of my shirt and we walk up to the bar for $9 Bud Lights. Anyway we’re not there that long when all of a sudden three pretty cute girls come up to us and start spitting game… to us. Let me repeat that because this types of shit doesn’t happen on the East Coast…. THREE CUTE GIRLS CAME UP TO US.

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They were LOVING US. Asking the typical Vegas questions, where we from, what we do, when we’re leaving, were we staying. The brunette in the leopard bikini on the left was in love with me. The blonde had it going on with a body like a Maserati. We start taking shots and they’re even buying us shots. We’re having such a good time (Jay Gatbsy will kill me for this) that we don’t even think about getting numbers… figuring we’ll chill and catch up again later

(Me:What up I’m VK you trying to bang. Her: OMG I love you)
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(No for serious the boner is on the other side… are you even paying attention)

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(Like a Maserati and a really cool chick)

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After they wonder off two more chicks come up to show us some love. As if they’d been waiting in the back ground for us to speak to them. They were mostly about the Rookie but here’s what one looked like.

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At this point we’d been at the bar for A WHILE so things get a little blurry here. Here’s just peaces of what we recall that must have been A SHOW. First The Rookie is carrying two beers and more than a little drunk. We’re at a pool right with water, water everywhere. So he’s walking with his beer when all of a sudden he slips… big time… I’m talking both feet in the air and no way to break his fall cause he’s holding his beer, it was bad. The Rookie being a rookie. How bad was it… the whole pool saw it. It should be stated that I too ate it.. in the pool into the deeper part of the pool so it wasn’t too noticeable. Another quick blur was when I was in the pool, some random girl swam up to me started making out with me and at the same time gave me a cool handy under the water. Then for no reason she stopped and swam away back to her friend.

Eventually though The Rookie gets sick, very sick, and projectile vomits everywhere (out of the water). For the record I did this last year my first year in Vegas. Some girl feels bad for him and comes up and asks us what room we’re staying at there at the MGM. We let her know that we’re not. So she tells us we can come up to her room. The Rookie yacks and then crawls into one bed, her and I get into the second bed. We pass out for a few and then when we wake up make out, break out some protection and decide to bang. This wakes up The Rookie and he decides to watch then the girl and i notice the rookie is watching but really don’t care. We pass out again and are woken up by her friend who doesn’t like the idea of coming back and finding me buck naked in the bed. We’re suddenly kicked out and both still very wasted.

Believe it or not this isn’t the first time The Rookie has watched one of us bang a girl. There is a saying among my crew, you’re not really friends with a man until you’ve seen his penis and balls enter another woman The Rookie and I moved beyond friendship that night into a brotherhood.

We made it back at 10 pm. I passed out in the Bathtub as The Rookie puked all night in the toilet. Right before I blacked out I whispered in this creepy little kid’s voice, “Welcome to Vegas”. We had one more night to go… how grimy could it get?



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      E-mail: arlingtoncrew@yahoo.com.
      Right now I'm just your typical 26 year old who dates hot chicks but bangs mudturtles in the between time. I've been known to black out in seedy VIP booths next to coked up Persian women with fake breast implants. One day I'll look back on all this like a yearbook and remember you guys signed my crack.