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This review is strictly on the Cathouse Nightclub-
So I have been to all the Tier 1 clubs, why in the world would I stop by the Cathouse out of no where on a Friday night when XS is so damn popping. Well deals like B1G1 are definitely music to my ears when XS requires a 3 bottle minimum to get anywhere decent. Since I knew my boy Darryll from waaaay back when, a true OG Army of Drinker member, he was able to hook it up with a table next to the dance floor.
We originally planned on going to XS on a Friday, since it is THE spot to be. However everyone was leaving on a Friday after work, so the possibilities of traffic could easily put a damper on our plans. XS being the hottest club accepts no excuses for tardiness. If you are a minute late, they will be more then happy to give your reservation away to the next person who is willing to buy an extra bottle! Not that I hate XS, its just the reality of things.
So after all said and done, we did not get out of our hotel room until 11pm ish. We ran into issues like getting lost in the corridors of Ceasars Palace. Waiting on someone asking "Does Ceasar actually live here?" at the receptionist and then holding up the line. Then roommates not wanting to tip the bellhop $5 and making everyone lug 50+lbs of luggage. Shit like that just puts you behind. Oh the ironing board broke too..so we had to find creative ways to get our shit straight. Either ways finally we got to Luxor at 11:30PM. My boy Darryll clinging tight like a warrior stuck it out and waited for me. We walked up, Ariel and Natalie were being super troopers waited it out for us for 2 + hours?? wtf.. Girls that wait on guys are freaking awesome.
Anyway we got in there. Fist bumped Darryll, handed him my CC/ID and we were all rolling in like a boss and ready to clean the place out like the hazmat team. Sure enough Darryll still managed to keep my DJ table. The place was packed to the MAX. The music was popping. So we proceeded to get CRUNK with our cheap ass bottle deal. We were just dumping cups left and right with half vodka, half mixer. Yea we can roll hard. NO ice bitches.
This was the perfect way to kick off a trip. No pressure, no need to worry. Cathouse delivers a worry free bottle service environment. So the moral of the story is: if you want a night where you just want to get fucked up like a boss and on the cheap, Cathouse MORE then delivers. Believe it or not, the girls there are actually half decent. Sebastian Angel was talking to about 20 of them.
If you want a debauchery night, holler at my boy: Darryll DiPietro Mr. Las Vegas himself for the deals. You will get taken care of. Hell, pre-club here before your actual club! Its worth it!
This review is strictly on the Cathouse Nightclub-
So I have been to all the Tier 1 clubs, why in the world would I stop by the Cathouse out of no where on a Friday night when XS is so damn popping. Well deals like B1G1 are definitely music to my ears when XS requires a 3 bottle minimum to get anywhere decent. Since I knew my boy Darryll from waaaay back when, a true OG Army of Drinker member, he was able to hook it up with a table next to the dance floor.
We originally planned on going to XS on a Friday, since it is THE spot to be. However everyone was leaving on a Friday after work, so the possibilities of traffic could easily put a damper on our plans. XS being the hottest club accepts no excuses for tardiness. If you are a minute late, they will be more then happy to give your reservation away to the next person who is willing to buy an extra bottle! Not that I hate XS, its just the reality of things.
So after all said and done, we did not get out of our hotel room until 11pm ish. We ran into issues like getting lost in the corridors of Ceasars Palace. Waiting on someone asking "Does Ceasar actually live here?" at the receptionist and then holding up the line. Then roommates not wanting to tip the bellhop $5 and making everyone lug 50+lbs of luggage. Shit like that just puts you behind. Oh the ironing board broke too..so we had to find creative ways to get our shit straight. Either ways finally we got to Luxor at 11:30PM. My boy Darryll clinging tight like a warrior stuck it out and waited for me. We walked up, Ariel and Natalie were being super troopers waited it out for us for 2 + hours?? wtf.. Girls that wait on guys are freaking awesome.
Anyway we got in there. Fist bumped Darryll, handed him my CC/ID and we were all rolling in like a boss and ready to clean the place out like the hazmat team. Sure enough Darryll still managed to keep my DJ table. The place was packed to the MAX. The music was popping. So we proceeded to get CRUNK with our cheap ass bottle deal. We were just dumping cups left and right with half vodka, half mixer. Yea we can roll hard. NO ice bitches.
This was the perfect way to kick off a trip. No pressure, no need to worry. Cathouse delivers a worry free bottle service environment. So the moral of the story is: if you want a night where you just want to get fucked up like a boss and on the cheap, Cathouse MORE then delivers. Believe it or not, the girls there are actually half decent. Sebastian Angel was talking to about 20 of them.
If you want a debauchery night, holler at my boy: Darryll DiPietro Mr. Las Vegas himself for the deals. You will get taken care of. Hell, pre-club here before your actual club! Its worth it!










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