I've always been on the outside, looking in at society. I'm a spectecal in the small towns, and a bum in the cities. My only friends are booze, dive bars, and books. I figured it was just karma, I was destined to wander the earth, a man with no home. WHAT A LOAD OF SHIT! I found a place where I fit, a place I understand, a place that understands me. Las Vegas! Girls in leotards bring you free drinks, not impressed? You can drink anywhere; cars, the street, E.R. and what's more is that they encourage it!
I smoke, and I've spent my life wondering where I could grab a smoke without getting my ass kicked. You can smoke anywhere in Vegas (except your own hotel room, go figure).
I was ostricized for reading books on gambling strategy starting weeks before the trip. You know what? If you can manage your roll, play consistant, think while wasted, and take it all with a grain of salt, YOU CAN MAKE MONEY FOR BEING A DRUNK!
I am in love. I have to go back!
Vegas, baby!
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Vegas, baby!
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When you're right your right, and you? You're always right. I had a mountain of crablegs and whiskey sours for breakfast every day. I haven't had breakfast in nine years, but crablegs and whiskey?LuckyStrikes wrote:Oh hell yeah!! I love vegas. 24 hour party. DrinkDrinkDrink. Fun Fun Fun. And the food is good too!!!
"Lost my car... Oh wait, there it is by that dumpster. " Bill Hicks
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where else? VEGAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!moriarty wrote:When you're right your right, and you? You're always right. I had a mountain of crablegs and whiskey sours for breakfast every day. I haven't had breakfast in nine years, but crablegs and whiskey?LuckyStrikes wrote:Oh hell yeah!! I love vegas. 24 hour party. DrinkDrinkDrink. Fun Fun Fun. And the food is good too!!!
Voices tell me to buy the bigger bottle!
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Savage, I would meet you there! Seriously, you should check it out. It is a strange time, and we are a strange people. As we evolve, so will our nirvana. I seriously doubt that Sidhartha would have much fun in Vegas, but, for me, I found a little nugget of peace. Try it on, see how it fits. Just be careful, it felt swift to me. What am I saying? A drunk always lands on her/his feet. Go dip yourself into Vegas' crystal waters!
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You do not have to gamble to enjoy Vegas. Go. Soon. I love Vegas, and I don't gamble.Savage Swiller wrote:Oh shit. Once again, my trenchant wit is mistaken for rudeness. I would love to meet you in LV. I like shrimp, and I like to shop. Women I know assure me that if I don't like to gamble, there will still be oodles of things for me to do. ( I don't gamble, but I do gambol)
Voices tell me to buy the bigger bottle!
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"You approach the turnstiles leading into the Circus-Circus and you know that when you get there, you have to give the man two dollars or he won’t let you inside...but when you get there, everything goes wrong: you misjudge the distance to the turnstile and slam against it, bounce off and grab hold of an old woman to keep from falling, some angry Rotarian shoves you and you think: What’s happening here? What’s going on? Then you hear yourself mumbling: “Dogs fucked the Pope, no fault of mine. Watch out!...Why money? My name is Brinks; I was born...born? Get sheep over side...women and children to armored car...orders from Captain Zeep.” Ah, devil ether—a total body drug. The mind recoils in horror, unable to communicate with the spinal column. The hands flap crazily, unable to get money out of the pocket...garbled laughter and hissing from the mouth...always smiling.
Ether is the perfect drug for Las Vegas. In this town they love a drunk. Fresh meat. So they put us through the turnstiles and turned us loose inside." - Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Ether is the perfect drug for Las Vegas. In this town they love a drunk. Fresh meat. So they put us through the turnstiles and turned us loose inside." - Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
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Safehouse in Vegas
Modern Drunkard has a safehouse in Vegas, namely the Double Down Saloon. Short stagger from the Hard Rock Casino. Splendid place, dark and full of colorful characters. Perfect bar to organize and recruit for an expedition up the Amazon to find the fabled Perfect Cocktail, or hide from a MADD hit squad.
If you inform them you are a MDM operative on the lam (they will test this claim with double shots of a rather suspect Austrian rum) they may even let you have a taste of the bottle of absinthe we keep under the bar. If indeed, there is any left.
Giles
If you inform them you are a MDM operative on the lam (they will test this claim with double shots of a rather suspect Austrian rum) they may even let you have a taste of the bottle of absinthe we keep under the bar. If indeed, there is any left.
Giles