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we took whiskey shots around 8:30am and it went downhill from there. then we picked tanner up at the mall.
"HEY JESSY TAKE A PICTURE OF THE FRISBEE OVER THE CAMERA IT'LL LOOK REAL COOL" - alex.
cup before.
cup after.
kyle's precious limo cup!!
alex cut his hand. karma, perhaps.
hahaha. sweet specs, alex.
i feel like i should clarify that we're in the back of the limo.
lots of drinking happened but not up front... ...okay i feel better now that i said that.
this picture is so intense.
maaaan beard.
i don't remember who took this or why but i remember they laughed pretty hard about it so i'll post it.
INTENSE
WIND
IS INTENSE
so then the limo broke down on the side of the road in the damn desert.
HEY WHAT'S OUTSIDE.
NOTHING?
OH. OK.
there was this tree.
alex not enthused.
we were outside for a long time. bored. most of us, drunk. all of us, not stoked.
seemed like the perfect time for jumping pictures!
and a human pyramid!
got back on the road.
semi-failed/terrifying-for-vanessa limo human pyramid!
gooooold.
FINALLY.
we ate the new york new york, where afterwards, i dropped my bottle of bacardi and it shattered all over. i was bummed. don't give me breakable things when i've been drinking. ever. i also dropped a cup of alcohol someone gave to me and broke my awesome sunglasses all in one go. i'm awesome.
uuuh i get a hangover just looking at those drinks.
half-dead cj was there.
i'm not sure if the person who took this picture took it because
it says CHER on the marqee or because of that awesome cop.
omg.
i couldn't understand a single word of this show thing. there was fire though, so. cool.
easy to remember. i think i'm going to tell people this is my number from now on.
also, the black bump on the bottom of some of the pictures is due to the
lens being in the way of the flash, creating a shadow. ~THE MORE YOU KNOW~.
so long story short: i had been up since 7am, drunk since about 9am, running on about 2.5 hours of sleep and once 10pm rolled around, i was running on empty. so, cj, this other dude and i decided to go to our classy hooters hotel room and sleep for like 2 hours and go back out. we get to the room and the key doesn't work. we go to the front desk and they said it probably got demagnetized and a new key could only be given to kyle or tanner, both of whom were seeing kids in the hall until 10:30.
cool. half hour? whatev, let's go upstairs and wait.
all three of us fell asleep in the hallway of the hooters hotel for two hours.
some people went back out at midnight and came home around 2am. some didn't come back til 4 or 5am. around 7am, tanner comes back. we're like hey. where've you been? and he said he went to some hotel room and a naked girl answered the door. or something. and then he ran through the hallways banging on the doors. so, i guess that's what he did for a few hours.
classy orange lampshades are classy!
so, i adore everyone who went on the vegas trip. but i don't
ever want to cram 12 people in one hotel room ever again. ever.
especially after kylebob broke the toilet.
these elevators were terrifying.
haha. the hooters hotel pool has a waterfall.
we all hung out in the hotel and watch the warriors for a bit before getting ready for fancytime.
alex jumped into his pants.
3. don't put guns in ovens.
haha the guy on the left. i bet he was glad he got in the elevator with us.
fancy.
double fancy. this was just waiting in line for a cab, hah.
hey where are we going?
OH REALLY.
^^haha, how stoked was this place to be able to make this sign? FINALLY. someone FAMOUS.
hooray!
hooray!
siiiike. we didn't get married, holly and travis did.
alex is air guitaring.
haha, quietguy's face.
:( stupid black bump. you ruin photos.
........but hell yeah newlyweds!
haha. aw.
so then we all sprinted across the street to dino's kareoke bar.
but not before stopping in the middle of the road for this picture.
dino's was pretty dead since it was like 8pm when we got there.
a rum and coke was $2.50 so we just drank until it got busy. like two hours.
awkward.
oh my god that guy behind us is a creeper.
hooray party on the stage!
MUSIC MAN IS NOT ENTHUSED.
maybe a little enthused.
michelle and tanner boogied.
these guys were epic fail but totally hilarious.
i hope that girl was aware of the giant hole in her pants.
so after really really really horrible mexican food, long bathroom lines and bohemian rhapsody,
we took a cab to fremont street. and it was absolutely deserted. it was really weird.
so we went into this bar called the griffin.
with these two people. it was the guy on the lefts' 25th birthday.
it was really smokey and dark and crowded and just way too much so i stepped outside for a bit. in the span of like 30 minutes i had a bunch of conversations with the most random people. i took a walk around the side of the building and stood in some alley for a few. some guy in a black sweatshirt with the hood up, black pants, hands in the pockets, and a big backpack was walking really fast and i was kinda freaked out, thinking please don't talk to me please don't talk to me please don't talk to me.
he walked up to me and in a really low voice said,
"how cool is it that we have a black president?"
i gave him a high five and he walked away.
...
so the next morning it was time go.
quietguy came back the first night with all these cups that he found while walking around. awesome.
that was written there before we got there. not creepy at all.
we ate at the omelette house. really weird resturant. the manager walked up to michelle
(who is a tiny girl) and said, "you know we have the baby sized omlettes also!"
and she said, "uuh whatever i'll stab you with a fork." hah. he didn't come back.
tanner stole a signed picture of rip taylor.
hahahaha.
we stopped at zyzzx road. no idea why.
it took like 8 hours to get home. bummer.
most of my time in vegas just felt like this.
so. 12 people in 1 classy hooters hotel room with a broken toilet.
happy belated birthday kyleBOBBBBB. i hope you like poland. we'll miss you dude.
-jessy parr.