View Single Post
  #30  
Old 11-01-2007, 05:14 PM
toss toss is offline
Senior Member
 
Join Date: Sep 2004
Location: Almusto
Posts: 7,915
Default Re: Toss Vegas TR -- Real Time Edition


The sun is bright today. I feel nauseous, but not nearly so to throw up. We'd all like to sleep for another 12 or 13 hours, but checkout time is in 1 hour and we got to get packing. I'd also like to mention that grape caprisun is an excellent breakfast item after a heavy night of drinking. Filthy chicken strips not so much so. We drag all the junk to the car and drive that car to the Platinum hotel where the other people are staying at. Now I knew they were staying an expensive suite but this place was balling for the lack of a better word. Three different entrances, three bathrooms, plasma flat screens on every wall, and a view that kicked ass. It also seems they had one hell of a preparty.



Multiply this image by ten and you get the picture. Their checkout time is in a couple of hours so we take a seat and watch some TV. ESPN has a slider eating competition so we gross out on that for a while (Joey Chestnut is a beast). Harold and Kumar (I don't care what you say, this is a good movie) is on next and they eat some sliders. So naturally, I end up ordering some sliders when we get to the Cheesecake Factory. After a 2 hour wait in line. Lunch at the Wynn buffet would've have been so much more better. More pictures of food.



Most of the people head back, but 6 or 7 of us are staying for another night at the TI. We get a room for $100 (they just give it away on Sunday) and they even upgrade to a suite for free. No $20 trick or anything, they just do it without even asking. Needless to say the room is pretty damn nice. Two huge bathrooms (no locks for some reason), a huge bed that sleeps like a cloud, two plasma flat screens, and a view of the Wynn golf course -- how do they keep the grass so damn green?



We all went to sleep anywhere we could. The sofa, the inflatable bed, the floor, the jacuzzi. We woke up and none of us felt like doing [censored]. Tons of booze left over, but our livers are screaming. I drink some anyway and unfortunately is turns out to be Hypnotique. It seriously tastes like [censored] -- the Jameson was heavenly compared to this blue pisswater. To console my aching stomach I head down towards the casino for some much needed regenerative gambling.
Reply With Quote