Viva Las Vegas, Part Two: told you it wouldn't take long. 3:30 AM, my cell phone rings. It's Bo, with Matt and Adam in tow. "We're drunk! We're in Vegas! Specifically, we're downstairs in Mandalay Bay! Get your ass out of bed and get DOWN HERE, bitch!"
Well, what can a girl say to an invitation like that?
"Gimme 5 minutes."
3 minutes later, my cell phone rings again. "Where you at? Get downstairs!"
"I'm trying! I need to get dressed. I can't walk through the casino in my pajamas!"
"Why not?"
Why not indeed.
Well, what can a girl say to an invitation like that?
"Gimme 5 minutes."
3 minutes later, my cell phone rings again. "Where you at? Get downstairs!"
"I'm trying! I need to get dressed. I can't walk through the casino in my pajamas!"
"Why not?"
Why not indeed.
1 Comments:
The inescapable logic of
1) brothers
2) drunks
3) musicians
That pretty well covered it...right??
mom
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