"Is there a bar up there?" No. "Then I don't care."
LOL OH MY GOD I AM HAVING SO MUCH FUN. Last night, my mom and I went down the strip and I flailed my ass off because they had a McDonalds on literally every block. And then I got to one that had A BUNCH OF TVS OUTSIDE OF IT, playing clips of food. IT WAS STUPID HOW MUCH I WAS FLAILING OVER THIS. Of course I had to eat there, and then we were out front taking photos, lol, I was standing there in awe and my mom was taking photos of it, and then all of the sudden someone came and fucking GRABBED me, HONEST TO GOD FUCKING GRABBED ME. I screamed. And let me just tell you that I'm in a black tank top and a short-ass ruffled blue skirt and black heels. And some guy just runs up and fucking takes me, picks me completely up and keeps running and I probably flashed all of Las Vegas but I was too scared to do anything about it. LMAO LMAO IT WAS TONY JKSDHFAKLJFS. IT WAS SO FUNNY, IT IS THE BEST ENTRANCE ANYONE HAS EVER MADE IN ALL OF TIME EVER. He had a shoot until 9 and then he drove up from LA kljsdfa.
We got drinks and just walked up and down the strip, stopping to talk to a 6'11" man, play one brief bout of Blackjack, and buy moar beer. But other than that, walking and talking and occasionally breaking to random dance. My feet hurt like fuck. Once we got back into the mall where we parked, Tony gave me a piggy back ride. My mom was all, "WATCH THOSE HANDS." Lol. (And then she hit him today because she caught him staring at my ass.) I rode back with him, we blasted 80's music and rocked the fuck out screaming Prince and Journey. Then when we got back, we were bored and we were all, "omg we should make a music video". SO WE DID, AT LIKE 3 IN THE MORNING, OH MY GOD IT WAS THE FUNNEST SHIT OF MY LIFE, I HAVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT IT - we decided on Don't Stop Believing, so what we did was speed it up double time and sing like chipmunks so that when we slowed it down, IT LOOKED FUCKING BADASS because we would be in slow-motion but our mouths would still sync up and be normal speed. OH MAN. So we set his new 7D up on a tripod and did a take and then we did two more AND THEN WE STARTED EDITING IT. I CAN'T WAIT TO SHOW YOU IT.
We called his sister at 5am and she was like, "what are you doing", we told her and Tony mentioned that he was just cracking open a beer. "Tony, you will never understand what it's like to be a normal person. You will never know what it's like to have to get up and go to work. Enjoy your 5am beer." LOL. We got tired so we went to bed but not before going outside to look at the sun coming up. I slept super late and when I got up, he was down in our kitchen editing, it was so hard to watch because I am such a control freak. He looked through some magazine that sells complete shit and he called the company to place an order for a marshmallow gun. No lie, it was legit, he ordered a fucking marshmallow gun and had this woman on the phone for ages asking stupid questions about it under the guise of seriousness. I died. He also told me about how he's going to Disney World next week and he upgraded his room to a pirate theme. He is thinking about wearing pirate clothes the entire time, brb dying because he so legit would. We made waffles and looked at set photos and then we HAD LIKE FUCKING PHOTO DAY TO THE MAX. He brought three different cameras, jfc, two tripods, and a partridge in a pear tree. We went for a drive and kept pulling over to take photos AND LOOK AT THIS, I LOVE HIM:
We went for drinks at some hotel, IDER. Anyway, I got a bitchin' margarita and we just laid by some fountain and took moar photos ("laid by some fountain and took moar photos", do you see how this is the best day ever), before we decided we wanted to go to the pool. But oh, no, we don't have a room here and you need to a room key to unlock the gate. Not a problem because OH, TONY CAN JUST BREAK US THE FUCK IN. HE JUST REACHED OVER AND FUCKED WITH STUFF AND IT OPENED. EPIC. So we enjoyed this gorgeous pool all day. And he was calling the hotel and getting people to deliver us drinks so we didn't even have to get up. AND THEN HE HAD THEM ON A FUCKING SCHEDULE, NO LIE. Bringing us new drinks every 30 minutes. I have no idea how he exists, I envy his lifestyle, he can talk his way into or out of absolutely anything. And he is too fun, TOO FUN. Later he asked me if I'd "be down with doing a photo shoot over there in that bikini." UM, YEAH, I'D BE DOWN, ARE YOU SERIOUS.
We had a fucking blast, oh my god. And then we took SO many stupid photos together, hanging on each other and doing dumb shit, they are hilarious because we are both so obnoxious and IDEK. AND THEN WE JUST DICKED AROUND IN THE HOT TUB UNTIL WAY PAST SUNSET. AND MADE PEOPLE BRING US DINNER. AND MADE FRIENDS WITH PEOPLE FROM GERMANY. lmao he told them we were engaged, it was fucking hilarious and he was asking everyone for honeymoon recommendations. The German wife was all in favor of Italy, so Tony stuck his foot out at her and told her to tell him where on the boot we should go. She informed him that the boot went the other way, so he switched feet and she proceeded to map out a route we should take. lmao lmao. Her daughter said something in German when and her dad was all, "Take it easy, he's almost married." LOLLLLL SKLJDFH. IDEK. TOP DAY, TOP DAY!!!
We got drinks and just walked up and down the strip, stopping to talk to a 6'11" man, play one brief bout of Blackjack, and buy moar beer. But other than that, walking and talking and occasionally breaking to random dance. My feet hurt like fuck. Once we got back into the mall where we parked, Tony gave me a piggy back ride. My mom was all, "WATCH THOSE HANDS." Lol. (And then she hit him today because she caught him staring at my ass.) I rode back with him, we blasted 80's music and rocked the fuck out screaming Prince and Journey. Then when we got back, we were bored and we were all, "omg we should make a music video". SO WE DID, AT LIKE 3 IN THE MORNING, OH MY GOD IT WAS THE FUNNEST SHIT OF MY LIFE, I HAVE TO TELL YOU ABOUT IT - we decided on Don't Stop Believing, so what we did was speed it up double time and sing like chipmunks so that when we slowed it down, IT LOOKED FUCKING BADASS because we would be in slow-motion but our mouths would still sync up and be normal speed. OH MAN. So we set his new 7D up on a tripod and did a take and then we did two more AND THEN WE STARTED EDITING IT. I CAN'T WAIT TO SHOW YOU IT.
We called his sister at 5am and she was like, "what are you doing", we told her and Tony mentioned that he was just cracking open a beer. "Tony, you will never understand what it's like to be a normal person. You will never know what it's like to have to get up and go to work. Enjoy your 5am beer." LOL. We got tired so we went to bed but not before going outside to look at the sun coming up. I slept super late and when I got up, he was down in our kitchen editing, it was so hard to watch because I am such a control freak. He looked through some magazine that sells complete shit and he called the company to place an order for a marshmallow gun. No lie, it was legit, he ordered a fucking marshmallow gun and had this woman on the phone for ages asking stupid questions about it under the guise of seriousness. I died. He also told me about how he's going to Disney World next week and he upgraded his room to a pirate theme. He is thinking about wearing pirate clothes the entire time, brb dying because he so legit would. We made waffles and looked at set photos and then we HAD LIKE FUCKING PHOTO DAY TO THE MAX. He brought three different cameras, jfc, two tripods, and a partridge in a pear tree. We went for a drive and kept pulling over to take photos AND LOOK AT THIS, I LOVE HIM:
We went for drinks at some hotel, IDER. Anyway, I got a bitchin' margarita and we just laid by some fountain and took moar photos ("laid by some fountain and took moar photos", do you see how this is the best day ever), before we decided we wanted to go to the pool. But oh, no, we don't have a room here and you need to a room key to unlock the gate. Not a problem because OH, TONY CAN JUST BREAK US THE FUCK IN. HE JUST REACHED OVER AND FUCKED WITH STUFF AND IT OPENED. EPIC. So we enjoyed this gorgeous pool all day. And he was calling the hotel and getting people to deliver us drinks so we didn't even have to get up. AND THEN HE HAD THEM ON A FUCKING SCHEDULE, NO LIE. Bringing us new drinks every 30 minutes. I have no idea how he exists, I envy his lifestyle, he can talk his way into or out of absolutely anything. And he is too fun, TOO FUN. Later he asked me if I'd "be down with doing a photo shoot over there in that bikini." UM, YEAH, I'D BE DOWN, ARE YOU SERIOUS.
We had a fucking blast, oh my god. And then we took SO many stupid photos together, hanging on each other and doing dumb shit, they are hilarious because we are both so obnoxious and IDEK. AND THEN WE JUST DICKED AROUND IN THE HOT TUB UNTIL WAY PAST SUNSET. AND MADE PEOPLE BRING US DINNER. AND MADE FRIENDS WITH PEOPLE FROM GERMANY. lmao he told them we were engaged, it was fucking hilarious and he was asking everyone for honeymoon recommendations. The German wife was all in favor of Italy, so Tony stuck his foot out at her and told her to tell him where on the boot we should go. She informed him that the boot went the other way, so he switched feet and she proceeded to map out a route we should take. lmao lmao. Her daughter said something in German when and her dad was all, "Take it easy, he's almost married." LOLLLLL SKLJDFH. IDEK. TOP DAY, TOP DAY!!!