… Comes out in soundbites only. Even if you think you know what it means, or who said it, any explanations stay in Vegas. It’s worth noting, the trip got off to a “colorful” start, and stayed that way.
Note: These were not necessarily in this order, and we came home very tired.
“We’re riding the big one.”
“Why wait for fifty, when I’m used to a dollar?”
“I have to sit up to suck this. It’s just too big.”
“Hip? Am I hip? I think I’m leaving the VIP lounge, and you’re still standing in line smart boy.”
“Bitch spice, Poppins spice, Texas spice and Everything spice… watch us walking away.”
“I prefer leather between my toes.”
“Are you writing this down? I mean really, write this down!”
“Damn, I think I texted that to the wrong person!” Is that sexting? “Not technically.”
“I’m just sayin’, some of these girls need a mommy, to tell them that lycra is not always a good thing.”
“We’re going to need a six pack a day for sure.”
“Man, this is one time when you really don’t want to get called on!”
“Ahh, the smell of cigarettes in the morning. Yeah.”
“That just wasn’t good in my mouth!”
“You are really cool; I like you!” Yeah, I get that a lot; but we’re done now.
“Right now, blue is definitely my favorite color.”
“I may take up skating.”
“I’d like to tap that!”
“There’s a store with that name… wait, is that you?!” I really can’t answer that.
“No, I’m not obsessed with nipples. It’s for the post, and there’s sure no shortage of them in Vegas!”
“Of course, this will be when I finally meet Johnny! I would have to pass.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s naked.”
“Tomorrow morning… is gonna be epic!”
“You can definitely bounce a quarter off her butt.” Yep, I’m pretty sure a quarter would be lost on mine… no, I mean really lost… disappear…”
“Well sister, that looks like sex on a trapeze to me.”
“One kiss, and we’re in!”
“That my friends is a gunt; but there are wenises everywhere.”
“I prefer lingerie and high heels.”
“Did you see that coming?”
“I sure as hell never carried a 6 foot penis around with me.”
“Here, I owe you for the underwear.”
“Wheel. Of. Fortune!”
“I want to eat that muffin!”
“Yeah, but I didn’t strap it on.”
“Did anyone else bring condoms? I just want to know.”
“I had two big ones and one small.”
“Real housewives of Bellingham in the house. No, it hasn’t aired yet, but it’s gonna be big!”
“Let’s burn her toes.”
“Turns out I’m pretty good at handing out porn.”
“Fat vagina. That’s the problem.”
“We’re from Canada!” Reeeally? We love Canadians! (“Oh missy, you just be quiet now!“) Well, Calgary is very different from B.C. We’ll give you that.
“Ask him if it’s big enough for the three of us.”
“Do you think chocolate can actually kill you.” Probably, in this quantity.
“You have to go all the way down.”
“Forget circles, you need to do figure eights!”
“I bet the sale of pink bows went way up, after they saw her nipples.”
“That was definitely groping.”
“Ok, settle down. We’re leaving now… it’s quiet time.”
“Frankly, I’m sick of girls who have ridiculous heels on and can’t walk, drunk people and… well, obnoxious people.” Yeah, me too. That’s why I shut the door connecting our rooms.
“I still think a U.S. parking lot is not an unreasonable idea.”
** And that my friends, is three nights in Vegas… in soundbites, and a nice short post for Sunday. I’m in recovery.
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