This trip was a short one for me because I had to meet my three friends on Saturday, whereas they were in Vegas since the 4th. They are all my friends, but had not met each other. Needless to say, they got along very well. Here are some highlights from their time together: one friend brought home 4 women (5 some?), one friend brought home three trannys and when he found out he ran away and was found in the lobby of Aria (he was staying at Encore), and they had bottle service at Marquee, which they were all blacked out for.
Saturday: I arrive at the Cosmo and get put in a Terrace Studio with two queens overlooking the fountain on the 43rd floor. Not bad. Set the combo to my safe and it won't open. I spend the next hour waiting for security/drinking scotch. Bad choice. My buddies come over and we begin pregaming for Hyde. They tell me about all the crazy stuff they have done and how I need to catch up. We arrive at Hyde with a solid buzz and Anthony greets us at the door. We arrive fairly early (10:30) and get seated at a smaller table central to the patio. The view is really priceless. One of my friends (who was already blacked out) just started crying about how pretty it was. We begin drinking and somehow I get seperated for the group and end up going up to a girl's hotel room. After a nice time together, she tells me she is engaged. I immediately go back down to Hyde and need to shake off what I just did. More shots! B.O.B. comes on and does a short set, but he really had the crowd going. After his performance, the dance floor heats up and the party gets crazier. Some confetti was dropped and I thought that the new girl I was with would think it was funny if I ate it. She must have had downs because she did and we ended up in the couch by the bathroom. My group finds me and the two buddies from Seattle claim that Hyde had better looking girls than Marquee and they wanted to die there (more on that later). Our security guard, Dana, did a great job of keeping bottle rats out of our table/sending girls to my newly single friend. Our server, Joe, and waitress, Emily, were really attentive and exceeded our expectations. At around 3, my new girl leaves and texts me to come up to her room. I pay the bill and leave my friends. I really enjoyed the vibe at Hyde. It was a high energy place stacked with hotties. As I left, I felt really content and thought that the night couldn't go better, but...
I get a phone call on my cell at 6 from Cosmo security telling me I need to come to the lobby ASAP. As I get up, my new girl tells me that she has a boyfriend, right as I am about to go. I start to feel bad...but it's Vegas. But then it hits me, my friend is staying at the Encore. Why is he at my hotel? So I go to the Cosmo, where they tell me that they found my friend sleeping in one of the shoes and that when security told him to get out, he took his pants down. Apparently, I am his ICE contact and he was having an "emergency." He didn't defecate on the hotel lobby, so I decided that he needed to stay with me for our last night because he clearly needed a chaperone. More on Sunday later, I am currently trying to not vomit at work.
Saturday: I arrive at the Cosmo and get put in a Terrace Studio with two queens overlooking the fountain on the 43rd floor. Not bad. Set the combo to my safe and it won't open. I spend the next hour waiting for security/drinking scotch. Bad choice. My buddies come over and we begin pregaming for Hyde. They tell me about all the crazy stuff they have done and how I need to catch up. We arrive at Hyde with a solid buzz and Anthony greets us at the door. We arrive fairly early (10:30) and get seated at a smaller table central to the patio. The view is really priceless. One of my friends (who was already blacked out) just started crying about how pretty it was. We begin drinking and somehow I get seperated for the group and end up going up to a girl's hotel room. After a nice time together, she tells me she is engaged. I immediately go back down to Hyde and need to shake off what I just did. More shots! B.O.B. comes on and does a short set, but he really had the crowd going. After his performance, the dance floor heats up and the party gets crazier. Some confetti was dropped and I thought that the new girl I was with would think it was funny if I ate it. She must have had downs because she did and we ended up in the couch by the bathroom. My group finds me and the two buddies from Seattle claim that Hyde had better looking girls than Marquee and they wanted to die there (more on that later). Our security guard, Dana, did a great job of keeping bottle rats out of our table/sending girls to my newly single friend. Our server, Joe, and waitress, Emily, were really attentive and exceeded our expectations. At around 3, my new girl leaves and texts me to come up to her room. I pay the bill and leave my friends. I really enjoyed the vibe at Hyde. It was a high energy place stacked with hotties. As I left, I felt really content and thought that the night couldn't go better, but...
I get a phone call on my cell at 6 from Cosmo security telling me I need to come to the lobby ASAP. As I get up, my new girl tells me that she has a boyfriend, right as I am about to go. I start to feel bad...but it's Vegas. But then it hits me, my friend is staying at the Encore. Why is he at my hotel? So I go to the Cosmo, where they tell me that they found my friend sleeping in one of the shoes and that when security told him to get out, he took his pants down. Apparently, I am his ICE contact and he was having an "emergency." He didn't defecate on the hotel lobby, so I decided that he needed to stay with me for our last night because he clearly needed a chaperone. More on Sunday later, I am currently trying to not vomit at work.
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