VEGAS!!! Day Three
Day Three
My feet hurt. Everyone's feet hurt. Either Siera Bitch's feet really hurt, or she's really soaking in this whole Vegas trip. Everytime we turn around, she's a few feet behind us.
Last night, we again made an appearance at the fab 24-hr hot tubs. Drew came with us. The time of our lives happened here. Siera Bitch joined us this time. All us bitches were swimming and "playing" with the little fountain of fun. I think Siera had the most fun. She was in a world of her own. We made several attempts to snap her out of it by yelling her name, laughing, whistling. We had lost her to the Hare Krishna Aqua World. In this world, you give up your mind, your soul, and all your sexual desires and you wear one-piece bathing suits. A wonderful place it is. She did her little virgin dance in the water and after a whole hour or so, she was returned back to us. I wonder why she looked so exhausted? What did they do to her? I love Siera Bitch!!
Then two guys and a girl in a too-tight-for-rated-G-tv bikini trashed our Back to the Beach moment and ruled the pool. One guy, not sure which closet he came out of, said he was going to pee in the tub!! WTF?!?!? Eyes widened and looks were exchanged along with a hippity-skip out of the pool like our asses were on fire. It's because we're Asian, isn't it?? Little did he know, Mr. Bubbles also made an appearance in the pool. I'm sure more than once (am I right, Wet and Cold Bitch?!). My girls rock!!
For lunch, we visited our one and only trip to the buffet tables. I know, don't get me started...we should have done mo' buffets. At the prices the restaurants were serving, we might as well have. We stuffed our faces with colours of the rainbow. I think I was confused because I had pizza at this lunch buffet. PIZZA?!?!? I'm f*ckin' bonkers!! Yummy orzo salad and delicious bread. I know!! I am totally not a 'Get-your-money's-worth' buffet gal. I just eat what I like. And since I can't have seafood, bring on the other stuff!! I had polenta for the first time ever. I think I'm in love (sorry, Babe)! Dessert made me walk the plank, because after the pie I had, you could stick a fork in me because I was done.
After lunch, we headed towards the Outlet Mall. We spent our evening here. We shopped until the absolute last minute of mall hours. We accomplished goals here. I got some lovely shoes, a wallet, and a watch. Siera got a watch and her first "pizza feet" shoes. Wet and Cold got a fabulous SATC-style purse. And Dirty got her first strapless bra! Now those puppies will be tamed! Actually Wet and Cold and I got a little extra at the bra shop. Bra modeling from Dirty along with a little clip of "target practice" while she jumped with joy. Again, good times good times.
After the mall we headed down to the old strip and watched the laser show and briefly walked into a nudey bar. Having no clue that there was a 2 drink minimum, we just wanted to experience a real Vegas nudey bar. We got ousted like a bunch of perverts hoping to cope a feely. At least we got a glimpse of booby.
After the clock hit early am, we returned to our hotel room and once again, visited the hot tub. This time, my champagne dreams came true. What more can I ask for? Nice thick velour robe, champagne, big fat cigar, and good company!
My feet hurt. Everyone's feet hurt. Either Siera Bitch's feet really hurt, or she's really soaking in this whole Vegas trip. Everytime we turn around, she's a few feet behind us.
Last night, we again made an appearance at the fab 24-hr hot tubs. Drew came with us. The time of our lives happened here. Siera Bitch joined us this time. All us bitches were swimming and "playing" with the little fountain of fun. I think Siera had the most fun. She was in a world of her own. We made several attempts to snap her out of it by yelling her name, laughing, whistling. We had lost her to the Hare Krishna Aqua World. In this world, you give up your mind, your soul, and all your sexual desires and you wear one-piece bathing suits. A wonderful place it is. She did her little virgin dance in the water and after a whole hour or so, she was returned back to us. I wonder why she looked so exhausted? What did they do to her? I love Siera Bitch!!
Then two guys and a girl in a too-tight-for-rated-G-tv bikini trashed our Back to the Beach moment and ruled the pool. One guy, not sure which closet he came out of, said he was going to pee in the tub!! WTF?!?!? Eyes widened and looks were exchanged along with a hippity-skip out of the pool like our asses were on fire. It's because we're Asian, isn't it?? Little did he know, Mr. Bubbles also made an appearance in the pool. I'm sure more than once (am I right, Wet and Cold Bitch?!). My girls rock!!
For lunch, we visited our one and only trip to the buffet tables. I know, don't get me started...we should have done mo' buffets. At the prices the restaurants were serving, we might as well have. We stuffed our faces with colours of the rainbow. I think I was confused because I had pizza at this lunch buffet. PIZZA?!?!? I'm f*ckin' bonkers!! Yummy orzo salad and delicious bread. I know!! I am totally not a 'Get-your-money's-worth' buffet gal. I just eat what I like. And since I can't have seafood, bring on the other stuff!! I had polenta for the first time ever. I think I'm in love (sorry, Babe)! Dessert made me walk the plank, because after the pie I had, you could stick a fork in me because I was done.
After lunch, we headed towards the Outlet Mall. We spent our evening here. We shopped until the absolute last minute of mall hours. We accomplished goals here. I got some lovely shoes, a wallet, and a watch. Siera got a watch and her first "pizza feet" shoes. Wet and Cold got a fabulous SATC-style purse. And Dirty got her first strapless bra! Now those puppies will be tamed! Actually Wet and Cold and I got a little extra at the bra shop. Bra modeling from Dirty along with a little clip of "target practice" while she jumped with joy. Again, good times good times.
After the mall we headed down to the old strip and watched the laser show and briefly walked into a nudey bar. Having no clue that there was a 2 drink minimum, we just wanted to experience a real Vegas nudey bar. We got ousted like a bunch of perverts hoping to cope a feely. At least we got a glimpse of booby.
After the clock hit early am, we returned to our hotel room and once again, visited the hot tub. This time, my champagne dreams came true. What more can I ask for? Nice thick velour robe, champagne, big fat cigar, and good company!
posted by LemonadeParade at 8:35 p.m.
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Mr Bubbles!!! Oyyyy!!!
-jaded
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