Monday, February 6, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
On the plane!
Wow. Bloody Mary + airplane food + typing a very long blog entry = spinning head and sleep. At least I'm not the dude that already puked in the airplane bathroom...
Well folks, here it is. The start of AVN weekend Season 3.
We have a TON of new faces this year. The only returning cast are myself and Jiggs. We have another 15 fucking people with us.
This time we are in Palms Place. two bedroom suite. Oh, and we have 2 of them.
On the agenda:
- Prize fight tonight (http://www.palms.com/events/wba-title/ - Ramos v. Rigondeaux)
- Table at Moon tonight - prime placement
- Expo tomorrow
- Table at Vanity tomorrow night (Vanity is in the Hard Rock hotel, where the awards are being held)
- AFC and NFC championship games to be watched somewhere cool
And tons more.
Maybe shooting range, maybe oxygen bars, definitely strip clubs (Spearmint Rhino, that means you).
This season, we'll also have a guest blogger taking up my bandwidth, you'll meet her soon.
Ok, plane is getting ready to descend. We'll chat soon
Well folks, here it is. The start of AVN weekend Season 3.
We have a TON of new faces this year. The only returning cast are myself and Jiggs. We have another 15 fucking people with us.
This time we are in Palms Place. two bedroom suite. Oh, and we have 2 of them.
On the agenda:
- Prize fight tonight (http://www.palms.com/events/wba-title/ - Ramos v. Rigondeaux)
- Table at Moon tonight - prime placement
- Expo tomorrow
- Table at Vanity tomorrow night (Vanity is in the Hard Rock hotel, where the awards are being held)
- AFC and NFC championship games to be watched somewhere cool
And tons more.
Maybe shooting range, maybe oxygen bars, definitely strip clubs (Spearmint Rhino, that means you).
This season, we'll also have a guest blogger taking up my bandwidth, you'll meet her soon.
Ok, plane is getting ready to descend. We'll chat soon
Season 2 - Season Finale - The last night (finally!)
So as I ended in the last post from last year, things took a turn for the epic. After getting into The Bank on Sunday night, we discovered that there was an amateur pole dancing contest that was happening in the club that night, center stage.
Wow.
For those of you who want to see, I have videos of some of these performances. The talent was UNREAL. Those women were doing things with their bodies that one can only see within the confines of Las Vegas.
Well anyway, I think I mentioned that Joel and Mercia joined us that night. And I don't feel like checking my last post, so if I didn't mention it, here it is. They came with us to The Bank that night. Joel was on a fucking tear on the dancefloor and in the club in general. For an old dude, he has got some spunk (dare I say swag?). He was making his way around to every group of people and having fun with them. You must picture a person who looks like the old guy from the movie "Up". Picture that guy clubbing harder than a a giant human E pill. Intense. But fantastic.
At a point, he lost Mercia somewhere on the dancefloor, and we were loosely looking for her while enjoying the pole dance contest. The entire club was in awe, I am sure she was standing looking speechless in a corner.
Well, we eventually found her, and myself Joel and Mercia bounced from the club a little early to enjoy some Vegas party favors back in our room upstairs.
That's
When
Things
Got
Out
Of
Control
The elevator ride back down to the casino floor level consisted of random people who were in the club practically putting Joel on their shoulders when they saw him in the elevator with them. This guy is fucking made of magic. He got an entire club to praise him. People in that elevator were envying me for even knowing Joel. It only continued the feeling of being famous that started the moment we checked into that hotel.
As the three of us are drunkenly making our way through the casino floor and up to the penthouse, Joel decides to grab some random, gorgeous girl who was walking the opposite direction, and asked her if she wanted to party with us. Anyone else would have gotten slapped, but this girl, whom none of us had ever met before that moment, had a response that was pleasantly shocking: she said "Sure!", in the cutest Australian accent.
Fucking tits.
So the now FOUR of us take the elevator up to the room, open the door, and we find a half passed out Telef and Sparkles on the couch. I guess they left early too, they were exhausted. We greeted them and proceeded to the master bedroom for a Vegas snack. The hot Aussie and I immediately started getting to know each other better (wink wink) and were oblivious to whatever else was going on in the room. It was a big room, what can I say. In the middle of all of this, at what must have been around 3-3:30AM, I hear the rest of the group come through the doors hammered...and are those girls I hear with them? Eh, probably, who cares, I got my own here, and she looks like an Australian Jamie-Lynn Sigler. So yeah, I wan't quite ready to investigate.
At a point, she started to show signs of a girl that was about to pass out, and I was not about to be that dude who hooks up with passed out girls. I think there is a word for that, as well as a poster boy who plays QB for the Pittsburg Steelers. But that's neither here nor there. (Anytime I get the opportunity to bash Ben Rapistburger, I take it!!!). So I look at her and say "OK, Do you want to go back to your room so you can sleep? Do you want me to walk you back?". She shakes her head no, and even though she's passing out, she wants to stay. So I say ok, you can just chill on the bed, I am going to the main room to chill and join the apparent party on the other side.
That is when I look up and notice...
JOEL AND MERCIA ARE FUCKING ON THE FOOT OF THE SAME BED THAT I WAS JUST HOOKING UP WITH THAT CHICK ON!!! I think I even got a casual "Oh, hey Dion." while he was doing his thing. Being that we have that kind of relationship, I naturally continued the conversation like normal without thinking twice...and the reason is that it WAS natural in that setting. We're talking about the dude that pioneered the 900 phone sex business. Welcome to that world.
So I leave the master bedroom to them continuing their coitus on one end of the bed and the Aussie on the other end, passed the fuck out. I go over to the other side of the penthouse to the other bedroom, and it's a full house! They brought back 3 pretty hot girls from the club (one of which looks like my ex which was freaky). Well, my girl was passed out, Joel and Mercia were busy, and it was about 4AM. So what did I do? Continue to drink of course! We lined up shots, we played flip cup, we had a dance party, the works. I even kindly informed everyone of the situation in our smash room, to which some people investigated by peeking their heads in and saying hi...literally. It's weird, I know, but makes sense in that setting!
About a half hour after I left the room, the Aussie comes out with a pretty shocked and terrified look on her face. All she said was "Do you know what I just woke up to?!" Needless to say, we were all shocked, but laughing our asses off. She bolted to the bathroom in the other room and I followed her in the room to make sure she wasn't going to oh, I don't know, press charges? You could imagine my relief when she still wanted to stay and party with us and I even solidified it by making out with her. So crisis averted, let's continue to drink.
Of course at this point, neither Jiggs nor myself had shirts on, and we were all at the point where we were drinking out of the decorative pieces in the room.
Then, they emerged.
Joel wearing nothing but boxers and white stunna shades (white fancy sunglasses for those of you who are lame and don't know)
Mercia wearing a full FISHNET catsuit, with the crotch cut out
Now one would think that there lovely young ladies that my friends escorted back to our rooms would have freaked the fuck out upon this sight. However, their reaction was the opposite from what we all expected...they screamed in excitement, saying "You're the guy from the dancefloor!!" and gave them both big hugs and the drinking/dance party continued.
As things wound down for the evening, Joel and Merica bounced, the girls went back to their hotel, everyone else departed to the beds to sleep. Jon, the Aussie, and myself were still up and chilling at around 6:30AM. That's when Jon an I realized "We must be in Paris, because we both see an Eiffel Tower in the near distance". So of course, that now became our focus. It was great, we were both extra flirty with her, she was flirty back, she sat on my lap, I picked her up, but her on Jon's lap, he reciprocated, etc. Looked like we were in business. Jon then picked her up fully and brought her to the bedroom....
Yadda Yadda Yadda, we were wrong, and it turned out that this chick decides to switch from team whiskey to team vodka, and didn't care for mixing both in her Foster's at the same time.
Pause.
So yeah, needless to say, as a result of Vegas goodies and my drunken frustration at 7 in the morning, I kinda Hangover'd the room...
I fell at one point and sorta passed out, and I woke up like a half hour later to Aussie's feet leaving the room, very similar to how Stu woke up in the movie. She actually tried to come up to me and say something, but I believe my response was somewhere along the lines of "Get the fuck out of here"
My anger really only lasted until she left, then I was happy and laughing hysterically about it with Jon until he left for the airport at like 9:30.
My part of the trip ended with me taking a comped limo ride to the airport, leaving Tendo and C-Teezy to roam the strip until their flight at like 10PM that night.
And now, I present.
AVN IN VEGAS SEASON 3!!
New cast.
New location.
New lost memories.
Same old porn and Vegas!
Wow.
For those of you who want to see, I have videos of some of these performances. The talent was UNREAL. Those women were doing things with their bodies that one can only see within the confines of Las Vegas.
Well anyway, I think I mentioned that Joel and Mercia joined us that night. And I don't feel like checking my last post, so if I didn't mention it, here it is. They came with us to The Bank that night. Joel was on a fucking tear on the dancefloor and in the club in general. For an old dude, he has got some spunk (dare I say swag?). He was making his way around to every group of people and having fun with them. You must picture a person who looks like the old guy from the movie "Up". Picture that guy clubbing harder than a a giant human E pill. Intense. But fantastic.
At a point, he lost Mercia somewhere on the dancefloor, and we were loosely looking for her while enjoying the pole dance contest. The entire club was in awe, I am sure she was standing looking speechless in a corner.
Well, we eventually found her, and myself Joel and Mercia bounced from the club a little early to enjoy some Vegas party favors back in our room upstairs.
That's
When
Things
Got
Out
Of
Control
The elevator ride back down to the casino floor level consisted of random people who were in the club practically putting Joel on their shoulders when they saw him in the elevator with them. This guy is fucking made of magic. He got an entire club to praise him. People in that elevator were envying me for even knowing Joel. It only continued the feeling of being famous that started the moment we checked into that hotel.
As the three of us are drunkenly making our way through the casino floor and up to the penthouse, Joel decides to grab some random, gorgeous girl who was walking the opposite direction, and asked her if she wanted to party with us. Anyone else would have gotten slapped, but this girl, whom none of us had ever met before that moment, had a response that was pleasantly shocking: she said "Sure!", in the cutest Australian accent.
Fucking tits.
So the now FOUR of us take the elevator up to the room, open the door, and we find a half passed out Telef and Sparkles on the couch. I guess they left early too, they were exhausted. We greeted them and proceeded to the master bedroom for a Vegas snack. The hot Aussie and I immediately started getting to know each other better (wink wink) and were oblivious to whatever else was going on in the room. It was a big room, what can I say. In the middle of all of this, at what must have been around 3-3:30AM, I hear the rest of the group come through the doors hammered...and are those girls I hear with them? Eh, probably, who cares, I got my own here, and she looks like an Australian Jamie-Lynn Sigler. So yeah, I wan't quite ready to investigate.
At a point, she started to show signs of a girl that was about to pass out, and I was not about to be that dude who hooks up with passed out girls. I think there is a word for that, as well as a poster boy who plays QB for the Pittsburg Steelers. But that's neither here nor there. (Anytime I get the opportunity to bash Ben Rapistburger, I take it!!!). So I look at her and say "OK, Do you want to go back to your room so you can sleep? Do you want me to walk you back?". She shakes her head no, and even though she's passing out, she wants to stay. So I say ok, you can just chill on the bed, I am going to the main room to chill and join the apparent party on the other side.
That is when I look up and notice...
JOEL AND MERCIA ARE FUCKING ON THE FOOT OF THE SAME BED THAT I WAS JUST HOOKING UP WITH THAT CHICK ON!!! I think I even got a casual "Oh, hey Dion." while he was doing his thing. Being that we have that kind of relationship, I naturally continued the conversation like normal without thinking twice...and the reason is that it WAS natural in that setting. We're talking about the dude that pioneered the 900 phone sex business. Welcome to that world.
So I leave the master bedroom to them continuing their coitus on one end of the bed and the Aussie on the other end, passed the fuck out. I go over to the other side of the penthouse to the other bedroom, and it's a full house! They brought back 3 pretty hot girls from the club (one of which looks like my ex which was freaky). Well, my girl was passed out, Joel and Mercia were busy, and it was about 4AM. So what did I do? Continue to drink of course! We lined up shots, we played flip cup, we had a dance party, the works. I even kindly informed everyone of the situation in our smash room, to which some people investigated by peeking their heads in and saying hi...literally. It's weird, I know, but makes sense in that setting!
About a half hour after I left the room, the Aussie comes out with a pretty shocked and terrified look on her face. All she said was "Do you know what I just woke up to?!" Needless to say, we were all shocked, but laughing our asses off. She bolted to the bathroom in the other room and I followed her in the room to make sure she wasn't going to oh, I don't know, press charges? You could imagine my relief when she still wanted to stay and party with us and I even solidified it by making out with her. So crisis averted, let's continue to drink.
Of course at this point, neither Jiggs nor myself had shirts on, and we were all at the point where we were drinking out of the decorative pieces in the room.
Then, they emerged.
Joel wearing nothing but boxers and white stunna shades (white fancy sunglasses for those of you who are lame and don't know)
Mercia wearing a full FISHNET catsuit, with the crotch cut out
Now one would think that there lovely young ladies that my friends escorted back to our rooms would have freaked the fuck out upon this sight. However, their reaction was the opposite from what we all expected...they screamed in excitement, saying "You're the guy from the dancefloor!!" and gave them both big hugs and the drinking/dance party continued.
As things wound down for the evening, Joel and Merica bounced, the girls went back to their hotel, everyone else departed to the beds to sleep. Jon, the Aussie, and myself were still up and chilling at around 6:30AM. That's when Jon an I realized "We must be in Paris, because we both see an Eiffel Tower in the near distance". So of course, that now became our focus. It was great, we were both extra flirty with her, she was flirty back, she sat on my lap, I picked her up, but her on Jon's lap, he reciprocated, etc. Looked like we were in business. Jon then picked her up fully and brought her to the bedroom....
Yadda Yadda Yadda, we were wrong, and it turned out that this chick decides to switch from team whiskey to team vodka, and didn't care for mixing both in her Foster's at the same time.
Pause.
So yeah, needless to say, as a result of Vegas goodies and my drunken frustration at 7 in the morning, I kinda Hangover'd the room...
I fell at one point and sorta passed out, and I woke up like a half hour later to Aussie's feet leaving the room, very similar to how Stu woke up in the movie. She actually tried to come up to me and say something, but I believe my response was somewhere along the lines of "Get the fuck out of here"
My anger really only lasted until she left, then I was happy and laughing hysterically about it with Jon until he left for the airport at like 9:30.
My part of the trip ended with me taking a comped limo ride to the airport, leaving Tendo and C-Teezy to roam the strip until their flight at like 10PM that night.
And now, I present.
AVN IN VEGAS SEASON 3!!
New cast.
New location.
New lost memories.
Same old porn and Vegas!
Saturday, January 15, 2011
The last day
The last day in Vegas actually started with the preceding evening, and getting back to the room at around 8:30AM. I fell asleep, of course, so I don't know if that stripper ended up trying to come by or not. I tried to get up to watch at least part of the football game, but I couldn't resist more sleep.
I ultimately woke up at around 3:00PM to a female voice softly saying my name from the living room. It turns out that it was that of Godmother (aka Sparkles) and Telef who came to hang out with us for the day/evening. We waited for Jiggs and Teezy to come back upstairs from gambling (which they apparently went while I was sleeping - Tendo made his way to the poker room at some point, where he stayed until dinner. When the gang (minus Tendo) was assembled, we said Fuck It, and started drinking. Sparkles made us a delicious concoction of Grey Goose, Nuvo, and Hypnotiq. Between that and some free gambling drinks (vodka/Red Bulls), I was pretty good and lit. We went down to the buffet where we of course skipped the line (we were getting quite used to this treatment). Too drunk to really eat much, I just chilled mostly, but I made sure to get some King Crab legs!
When we got back to the room, Joel and Marcia called me and said they would hang out with us that night. Our plan was to go down to the club in the Bellagio (The Bank), where there was an amateur pole dancing contest that night. Apparently, in general, Sunday nights were hot at The Bank, and since we knew we wouldn't have to worry about the line or admission. We were going to pick up as many girls as we could from the club and bring them back up to the room for an afterparty.
Joel and Marcia came to the room at around 10:30PM for pre-party, and part of this included more Four Loko...
We at least had to drink it with some class. Afterall, we did have older distinguished guests with us.
The 8 of us went down to The Bank and got in pretty quickly, and this is where the night took a turn for the epic...
I ultimately woke up at around 3:00PM to a female voice softly saying my name from the living room. It turns out that it was that of Godmother (aka Sparkles) and Telef who came to hang out with us for the day/evening. We waited for Jiggs and Teezy to come back upstairs from gambling (which they apparently went while I was sleeping - Tendo made his way to the poker room at some point, where he stayed until dinner. When the gang (minus Tendo) was assembled, we said Fuck It, and started drinking. Sparkles made us a delicious concoction of Grey Goose, Nuvo, and Hypnotiq. Between that and some free gambling drinks (vodka/Red Bulls), I was pretty good and lit. We went down to the buffet where we of course skipped the line (we were getting quite used to this treatment). Too drunk to really eat much, I just chilled mostly, but I made sure to get some King Crab legs!
When we got back to the room, Joel and Marcia called me and said they would hang out with us that night. Our plan was to go down to the club in the Bellagio (The Bank), where there was an amateur pole dancing contest that night. Apparently, in general, Sunday nights were hot at The Bank, and since we knew we wouldn't have to worry about the line or admission. We were going to pick up as many girls as we could from the club and bring them back up to the room for an afterparty.
Joel and Marcia came to the room at around 10:30PM for pre-party, and part of this included more Four Loko...
The 8 of us went down to The Bank and got in pretty quickly, and this is where the night took a turn for the epic...
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Saturday night (More strippers than people)
Saturday night was when we knew things would start to get a little out of control. It was AVN night, so we knew that people would go nuts at the afterparties. Our plan was to start off the evening using out free admission/cut the line privileges at The Bank (Bellagio), where far East Movement was playing. We were going to go down, grab a few girls, or at least phone numbers, and save them for later on for the after party at our place. Skipping the line for a club whose line is quite long proved to be a very good thing - we had girls coming up to us, when we got in, it was kinda crazy. One of those "seems too good to be true" kind of things, but it was genuine. We stayed at The Bank for about 30 minutes, got a few numbers and went back upstairs for a few more last minute pre-game shots before heading out to Moon (Palms).
On the taxi over, we saw Marcus Banks (Boston Celtics) driving his sick Audi R8 (the back of the car even said "M BANKS"). As we pulled up to the Palms, the big billboard had Andy Dick's name and mentioned how he would be at the afterparties or the AVNs, so me an Jiggs were basically like "not this fucking guy again...this should be interesting"
We walk into Moon adn get walked right to our table, which was on the outside deck area. It's funny because last year, that was exactly where we wanted to have a table. It is the perfect spot, because it is right outside of the dancefloor, so very easy to get girls to come out with us, especially since it's a good place to cool down from inside. Not to mention the fucking view!
That's actually a pic from last year when we were hanging out in the same spot, just without the luxury of a table.
C-Teezy and I went over to Rain nigthclub, just a few paces away from the elevator that takes you up to Moon. Our intention was to grab a few of those ASU girls, but walking in there was more impressive than we expected. Part of their presentation was having girls on wires flying above the dancefloor
I found the ASU crowd and told them that i was upstairs at Moon, but C-Teezy and I managed to find a few other girls as well, that had on "Eyes Wide Shut" style masks on. We were close to bringing them back upstairs with us, but honestly, I am not sure where we lost them in the move, lol. Coming back upstairs, though, I ran into a girl who lives in NYC and is a huge Mets fan, so I invited her back to our table at Moon.
Near the bathroom, I noticed a dude that looked like a football player, so I asked him if he played for the Cowboys. His response: "Nah, the Patriots". It was getting to the point where anyone that looked like a football player in Vegas that weekend pretty much actually was an NFL player. I also told him that I wouldn't feel like a man is I didn't tell him that I am a huge Jets fan. He kind of laughed and congratulated me on a nice win earlier that day, so that was cool.
There were 2 cute girls that Jiggs and I were talking to at our table, that I guess he brought back at some point. After talking and flirting with them for a bit, they went off to the dancefloor where we said we would meet them. When our bottle was done, we still had the table, though most of us were spread out (C-Teezy was off at a roulette table with Tendo in the Playboy Club, but we'll get back to that later). Jiggs an I noticed a cute blonde come to our table with some other guy to check out the view. Upon further insight, we notice that she is the same girl that Jiggs was talking to earlier! After asking about the girl I was talking to, Jiggs pretty much told them to get the fuck out of the table. Could you believe the balls on this chick!?
Anyway, we got the rest of the crew, including 3 of Teezy's friends that we had been chilling with since the day before, and we bounced, trying to pick up more girls for the afterparty. We managed to find a group of girls downstairs at the Palms who looked like they had nothing to do. After a mild fight almost broke out between one of Teezy's friends and some random jerkoff that was talking to on of those girls, we continued trying to get them back (they took our side, ha ha). Turns out that these girls actually wanted to come back, but the rest of their crew was gambling elsewhere at the Palms (where they were also all staying) and they didn't really want to break up. Jiggs actually kind of hooked up with one of them in the club already, so it should have been a done deal.
Meanwhile, the dude sitting next to Teezy as he won about $2K at roulette in Playboy Club invited us all to his table at Spearmint Rhino strip club and they were texting back and forth while we were talking to those girls downstairs. After finishing up talking to those girls, and running into a very drunk NY Giant '04 retiree, Teezy, Jiggs and I headed over to the Rhino (Tendo decided to head back to the suite and skip the strip club for tonight). Mostly excited from his big win, Teezy insisted that we should take a limo over to the Rhino, on him, so we did. We arrived at around 4:30AM, and it was packed. I am pretty sure there were more strippers in there than people.
We were immediately approached by a stripper running down the table service options, and of course we took one. We each got a girl and proceeded to our table, and got a bottle of rosé. At one point, my girl pointed out a stripper int eh booth next to ours giving a lapdance to some random due. Apparently, that stripper was Frenchy from Rock Of Love
She said that a few of the Rock Of Love girls danced at Spearmint Rhino as their regular jobs. Anyway, the rest of the morning at the Rhino had some pretty good highlights. While with our strippers, Jiggs' started giving him a massage that involved walking on his back as he lay down on the bench, looked kind of funny. While this was happening, and I was being straddled my my girl, suddenly, we heard a huge crash in our booth. Teezy's girl was straddling him as he sat and they must have lost balance, because they both fell down hard, knocking over champagne glasses and whipped cream all over. I was honestly surprised that there was no broken glass and/or blood, but my legs had whipped cream all over them. So worth it for the ability to tell the story. The best part is that the show just continued to go on. At one point, Teezy made it rain in the booth with the wad of loose singles in his back pocket (and we will get back to that later).
I should also mention that at around 7:00, while we were still in the booth, I got a call from Tendo asking where the fuck we were. He said he went home, went to sleep, and work up to a new day and we weren't back yet, it was kind of strange. He claimed it was like Home Alone, lol
Getting toward the end of our morning with the girls, it was about 7:30AM. My girl said that she was getting off after our dance (take that how you will) and that because we were tipping them so well, she wanted to come back to our suite with me and bring her equally hot friend who was also getting ready to end her shift. She gave me her number and told me to meet them downstairs at the Bellagio when they got there so that I could take them back up. (No, I wouldn't have to pay for it, they just both wanted to chill)
After settling the bill, we took a limo back to the Bellagio, where Teezy continued to make it rain with the $800 cash he had left from his earlier winnings. After publicly counting in in the Bellagio lobby, and despite Jiggs and I trying our hardest to stop him, he blew it all playing about 3 minutes of roulette at the Bellagio. Needless to say, we came back upstairs quickly.
After briefing Tendo on what just happened, we all passed out at about 9AM and prepared for our final day in Vegas
On the taxi over, we saw Marcus Banks (Boston Celtics) driving his sick Audi R8 (the back of the car even said "M BANKS"). As we pulled up to the Palms, the big billboard had Andy Dick's name and mentioned how he would be at the afterparties or the AVNs, so me an Jiggs were basically like "not this fucking guy again...this should be interesting"
We walk into Moon adn get walked right to our table, which was on the outside deck area. It's funny because last year, that was exactly where we wanted to have a table. It is the perfect spot, because it is right outside of the dancefloor, so very easy to get girls to come out with us, especially since it's a good place to cool down from inside. Not to mention the fucking view!
C-Teezy and I went over to Rain nigthclub, just a few paces away from the elevator that takes you up to Moon. Our intention was to grab a few of those ASU girls, but walking in there was more impressive than we expected. Part of their presentation was having girls on wires flying above the dancefloor
Near the bathroom, I noticed a dude that looked like a football player, so I asked him if he played for the Cowboys. His response: "Nah, the Patriots". It was getting to the point where anyone that looked like a football player in Vegas that weekend pretty much actually was an NFL player. I also told him that I wouldn't feel like a man is I didn't tell him that I am a huge Jets fan. He kind of laughed and congratulated me on a nice win earlier that day, so that was cool.
There were 2 cute girls that Jiggs and I were talking to at our table, that I guess he brought back at some point. After talking and flirting with them for a bit, they went off to the dancefloor where we said we would meet them. When our bottle was done, we still had the table, though most of us were spread out (C-Teezy was off at a roulette table with Tendo in the Playboy Club, but we'll get back to that later). Jiggs an I noticed a cute blonde come to our table with some other guy to check out the view. Upon further insight, we notice that she is the same girl that Jiggs was talking to earlier! After asking about the girl I was talking to, Jiggs pretty much told them to get the fuck out of the table. Could you believe the balls on this chick!?
Anyway, we got the rest of the crew, including 3 of Teezy's friends that we had been chilling with since the day before, and we bounced, trying to pick up more girls for the afterparty. We managed to find a group of girls downstairs at the Palms who looked like they had nothing to do. After a mild fight almost broke out between one of Teezy's friends and some random jerkoff that was talking to on of those girls, we continued trying to get them back (they took our side, ha ha). Turns out that these girls actually wanted to come back, but the rest of their crew was gambling elsewhere at the Palms (where they were also all staying) and they didn't really want to break up. Jiggs actually kind of hooked up with one of them in the club already, so it should have been a done deal.
Meanwhile, the dude sitting next to Teezy as he won about $2K at roulette in Playboy Club invited us all to his table at Spearmint Rhino strip club and they were texting back and forth while we were talking to those girls downstairs. After finishing up talking to those girls, and running into a very drunk NY Giant '04 retiree, Teezy, Jiggs and I headed over to the Rhino (Tendo decided to head back to the suite and skip the strip club for tonight). Mostly excited from his big win, Teezy insisted that we should take a limo over to the Rhino, on him, so we did. We arrived at around 4:30AM, and it was packed. I am pretty sure there were more strippers in there than people.
We were immediately approached by a stripper running down the table service options, and of course we took one. We each got a girl and proceeded to our table, and got a bottle of rosé. At one point, my girl pointed out a stripper int eh booth next to ours giving a lapdance to some random due. Apparently, that stripper was Frenchy from Rock Of Love
I should also mention that at around 7:00, while we were still in the booth, I got a call from Tendo asking where the fuck we were. He said he went home, went to sleep, and work up to a new day and we weren't back yet, it was kind of strange. He claimed it was like Home Alone, lol
Getting toward the end of our morning with the girls, it was about 7:30AM. My girl said that she was getting off after our dance (take that how you will) and that because we were tipping them so well, she wanted to come back to our suite with me and bring her equally hot friend who was also getting ready to end her shift. She gave me her number and told me to meet them downstairs at the Bellagio when they got there so that I could take them back up. (No, I wouldn't have to pay for it, they just both wanted to chill)
After settling the bill, we took a limo back to the Bellagio, where Teezy continued to make it rain with the $800 cash he had left from his earlier winnings. After publicly counting in in the Bellagio lobby, and despite Jiggs and I trying our hardest to stop him, he blew it all playing about 3 minutes of roulette at the Bellagio. Needless to say, we came back upstairs quickly.
After briefing Tendo on what just happened, we all passed out at about 9AM and prepared for our final day in Vegas
Jets!
Just going with sequence of the trip, I had to place a post about the Jets victory in here somewhere!
A few hours after getting back from the expo, my good college friend Tyler as well as his brother Trevor and wife Caitlin came to hang out in the suite for a few hours. Tyler lives in Mesquite, NV with Caitlin and Trevor happened to be visiting this weekend, so we had to meet up. We all watched as the Jets beat that big-headed fuck Peyton Manning and his shitty Colts in the nail-biter of a game. That victory put me in a good mood for the rest of the night. That plus the fact that we played a Jersey Shore drinking game as part of the night's pre-game activities. Unfortunately, my 2 friends did not join us in coming out that night, but it was good to see them and celebrate a Jets playoff win with them!
A few hours after getting back from the expo, my good college friend Tyler as well as his brother Trevor and wife Caitlin came to hang out in the suite for a few hours. Tyler lives in Mesquite, NV with Caitlin and Trevor happened to be visiting this weekend, so we had to meet up. We all watched as the Jets beat that big-headed fuck Peyton Manning and his shitty Colts in the nail-biter of a game. That victory put me in a good mood for the rest of the night. That plus the fact that we played a Jersey Shore drinking game as part of the night's pre-game activities. Unfortunately, my 2 friends did not join us in coming out that night, but it was good to see them and celebrate a Jets playoff win with them!
Adult Entertainment Expo
The first thing that me and Jiggs see when we walk into the building is a woman with tits the size of my head walking around with an outfit that has the same amount of fabric as a Barbie doll's dress. Lord knows how those things stayed in all day. Sh was walking toward registration just like us, and we overheard a security guy get on his walkie and say "Make way, looks like big bobos are back". Good way to start expo day. After wishing well to a few Jets fans on the line, we made our way inside.
Overall, it seemed to be bigger than last year, and more stepped up in general. Even the souvenir/autograph-holding bag was better quality than last year, its a nice tote bag that, despite have the logo for "Porn Apps" on the side, I might actually use for other things.
Unlike last year (when we went on the Friday expo), we came on the Saturday, the day of the awards as well. I think that because of that, and the anticipation of the ceremony at night, it was more crowded, so we knew that may be annoying with standing in lines, but we were prepared (although Jiggs and I switched places from last year regarding who was more hungover - he won this year)
The first person whose picture we went to get was with Rachel Starr, here is mine:
...although mine wasn't as good as Jiggs' video with her that I took. basically she is doing the same thing, but shaking her ass. Fucking hot.
But getting a picture with her didn't come without some delay...caused by no other than Andy Dick and Pauly Shore.
They were hanging around the Jules Jordan booth shooting some kind of reality thing. Andy Dick kept yelling out "Ladies and Gentlemen: if you want to ruin you career, work with Mr. Paul Shore!!". As is the case with multiple takes, it was funny the first time we heard it, not so much the next 20 times.
Wandering around, we got more pictures and autographs from the girls. Besides getting their promotional pictures autographed, Jiggs was having them all sign his arm:
while I was having them continue on signing my shirt from last year. I only got 4 on the shirt last year, so I wanted to put a little more damage on it. I think I did a decent job:
The rest of the expo consisted of getting more autographs and pictures with the girls.
While waiting in line to get Jenna Haze's autograph, we were cut in line by those assholes again:
But again, they were shooting this reality thing, so it was part of the skit. Jiggs and I will probably be in the background. Either way, we got Jenna again:
One my shirt, she even signed a "2010" next to her autograph from last year, and signed again in another spot with "2011". She even remembered what she was telling us about being hungover from drinking too much Jack last year, lol.
Oh yeah, and the Ying Yang Twins performed:
So overall, it was a great year for the AEE. Jiggs' only regret was that he wasn't wearing his Sox hat, as there were a surprisingly large amount of people (including myself) wearing Yankees hats at the expo (ha ha).
Overall, it seemed to be bigger than last year, and more stepped up in general. Even the souvenir/autograph-holding bag was better quality than last year, its a nice tote bag that, despite have the logo for "Porn Apps" on the side, I might actually use for other things.
Unlike last year (when we went on the Friday expo), we came on the Saturday, the day of the awards as well. I think that because of that, and the anticipation of the ceremony at night, it was more crowded, so we knew that may be annoying with standing in lines, but we were prepared (although Jiggs and I switched places from last year regarding who was more hungover - he won this year)
The first person whose picture we went to get was with Rachel Starr, here is mine:
But getting a picture with her didn't come without some delay...caused by no other than Andy Dick and Pauly Shore.
They were hanging around the Jules Jordan booth shooting some kind of reality thing. Andy Dick kept yelling out "Ladies and Gentlemen: if you want to ruin you career, work with Mr. Paul Shore!!". As is the case with multiple takes, it was funny the first time we heard it, not so much the next 20 times.
Wandering around, we got more pictures and autographs from the girls. Besides getting their promotional pictures autographed, Jiggs was having them all sign his arm:
Kelly Divine and Sophie Dee:
Tory Lane:
Chanel Preston:
While waiting in line to get Jenna Haze's autograph, we were cut in line by those assholes again:
But again, they were shooting this reality thing, so it was part of the skit. Jiggs and I will probably be in the background. Either way, we got Jenna again:
One my shirt, she even signed a "2010" next to her autograph from last year, and signed again in another spot with "2011". She even remembered what she was telling us about being hungover from drinking too much Jack last year, lol.
Gina Lynn (who told me to come to her party at Voodoo (Rio) that night, told me that she loves taking shots, and smelled distinctly of vodka, still smokin hot though!):
Deauxma (notice the classic prom pose):
Bibi Jones (never heard of her but she was hot and seemed like she might be a start later, so I figured why not:
Random floor girls, one of which was giving me the "Fuck me" eyes all day (red streaks):
Dennis Hof, of the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. We ran into a couple who was proud of the fact that Dennis had just spanked the woman hard on her ass
Oh yeah, and the Ying Yang Twins performed:
So overall, it was a great year for the AEE. Jiggs' only regret was that he wasn't wearing his Sox hat, as there were a surprisingly large amount of people (including myself) wearing Yankees hats at the expo (ha ha).
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