Traveling Woes

Well my fine followers, I am back in the saddle. Just to keep you updated, right now I am typing this at McCarren Airport in beautiful Lost Wages, NV. I will probably not post this until I get back in town and talk myself out of suicide, but I did want to get on here while I am waiting the last 2 hours on my flight. In all honesty, it was a good trip. Like usual the craps tables were doing good for me and the strippers somehow realized that. On Tuesday (from what I'm told because I was pretty much a walking blackout when this was going on) I was at the tables in Excalibur from about 7pm until about 1am and came out about $300 ahead. In that time my fellow travelers went drinking, played UNO in our room, played blackjack and then finally called me to see where I was.
After a bottle of vodka earlier and about 18 Heinkenen later, I finally left the table to go with them and enjoy a nice pleasant night at the Speariment Rhino. Boy was it fun! By fun I mean that I don't remember being there except for the fact that I ran out of the money I had on me and went to the ATM twice for an amout of money that I would rather not disclose. What happened you ask? Well that part is kind of sketchy also. I remember being in a dark room with a French whore where I bought 2 bottles of VOSS water ($12 a bottle) and for some reason for the last 2 days I noticed that the area just above my junk is bruised. Don't ask me how or why because I don't remember. No sex took place I know that much because I have the same 4 STD's that I left Dallas with.
The people that I see in person will get alot more info about the goings on there. I will just give you a few bullet points.
-4 days of non-stop diahrrea
-3 hour trip to find some place that served lunch before noon
-Whore's photos covering the walls and pictures in the room
-1 room + 4 males = ?????
-Was it lemonade or pee?
-Found Barbaro's new job
So take it from me. Party long and often in Vegas, but just say NO to French whores.....well at least say maybe.

Poon