Yesterday, I mentioned that I’m going to Las Vegas this weekend, but I didn’t mention that it’s the bachelor party in anticipation of my brother’s wedding. Besides being excited beyond any rational comprehension about Vegas, I’ve learned an important lesson: expect little when you leave the Vegas bachelor party plans to the vegan, non-drinking best man who thinks that watching Cops is a great way to spend a Saturday night.
I’m just saying.
Aw, I’m going to miss our vegan, non-drinking, lay in bed and watch Cops Saturday night ritual. Maybe you’ll see someone tasered in real life while you’re there. THAT would make the whole trip.
Since it’s Vegas and I’m going to be a gambling man, I wonder if anyone is offering odds on who will get tasered. If so, I’m laying my life savings on Jason.
(I know that’s only relevant to people who know who Jason is, but trust me, that’s funny.)
Tell him to save the electric probe as a souvenir!
Your Back!!! I can’t think of anything clever to say. I have been trying to buy Clay tickets. AAAAAAAAAAAAh Hate it!!!!!!!!
That was me that just posted! Sorry
Have fun anyway! Looooove Vegas (baby).