thumbin' your way to vegas, dirty

since horface is taking my whole life to post this, i'll give it a shot. let's see if i can provide an inkling and help perpetuate the glory because this place is glorious and i'm trying to find a way to get back there once a month. the one thing i don't have a picture of is our hot group of chicks enjoying a meal in the oldest restaurant in vegas, at none other than old blue eyes' table. that's right - we dined in frank's old hot spot at HIS table. there was a tiny, older gentleman with an accordian and he told us. we believed him because this establishment provided free wine. other highlights include; everyone being engaged to like, everyone on the trip, kim napping for 15min then leaping up and chugging beer on ice from a wine glass, me being a blackjack moron/genius and then me picking up 2, 50 year-old married guys and 1 ethiopian cabbie, new edition as guest hosts on knight rider, the magical water show at the bellagio, the scary, anorexic, half-naked, mannequins with ginormous bird wings at the victoria's secret in the caesar's forum shops, cook e. jar, multiple $27 red bull and vodka yards that meg dropped serious cash on, the england dan sing-a-long that horface and i had at tha pool, and the drunk brother/sister/couple at the pool who were probably loud enough that you could hear them from wherever you were but luckily didn't get to actually see their strange "pool rides" and child molestation. we think they were siblings (because they said so) but then they were like riding around the pool on top of each other................................ with no further adieu, for your review - vegas through the eyes of my 1.3 megapixel camera phone snaps. they should pretty much say it all. if you need more info however, let me know.