"Dancers", NSA Agents,Do You Play Basketball?, Miss Iowa and Gypsies...

[Brooklyn Marc]

Good work dude...this is an enjoyable! And remember...

LOL. That's the movie! Dude, you don't know how many of my friends i told that story to, and we couldn't figure out which movie it was from! I'm sure a decent amount of the people reading the post don't remember that line either so you literally just made my day!

[OmarLittle]

Haha we always bet on black for a few reasons and being able to drop that line to randoms is one of them!

The confused look when you say to people "look it's just as snipes said.....always bet on black!" is quite amusing (until you lose and then have to walk away with your head hanging in shame)

[dj_advantage]

epic TR!

I really enjoy your humor in all the posts too lol

[chrisbru]

I'm reading all of this... waiting for the Miss Iowa part.. I know a few of them...

Are you from Iowa too Suz?

[SuZQ]

Yup!

[Brooklyn Marc]

4/25/14

Wake up and head to the gym so my plan to get in a work out each morning is so far going pretty well. I also remember that Dani said she would be in the gym as well that morning so i'm hoping to run into her and am not disappointed. We chop it up and do some exercises and lift together and get to know each other a little better. And i quickly discover that she (despite her looks) certainly had to be in the military at some point. She is not only deceptively strong and in shape, but has a mouth like a fucking drunken sailor (which now that i think about it i suppose she was!) My kind of girl. We finish up and make plans to meet up down at the pool.

I go to check on O, on the way back up and he is up and alive as if nothing has happened. I am AMAZED by this. I can't stress enough how out of it this kid was the night before (in gambling terms it was even money that he might not wake up in the morning), but i guess one of the advantages of selling prescription drugs and having a medical back ground is knowing what goes with what and how much shit you can take. His EX is also there and giving me a look i don't like at all (and after being invited to what would have been the most unappealing 3 some ever the previous day my guard will be up for the rest of this trip as i put nothing past this group of chicks and don't want to get roofied), so i make my leave and head to my room to chill for a bit before heading to the pool.

I wanted to do EBC that day but was cool with another day at Palms Pool because Dani and the girls from last night wanted to take it easy there and so far it had worked out fine for me fun wise. Besides i still had another week in Vegas to make my rounds. Turns out that there was some kind of party group there that day (Ditch wouldn't start until NEXT Friday) but when we all get down there the atmosphere is A LOT more lively then in days past. Well allllright. Unexpected surprises are the best.

The pool is packed and the drinks are flowing. I chill with Dani and her crew and make plans to head to 1OAK for Nas the next night. In the midst of all this O comes through with a decent crew of 3 girls (i'm not attracted to them but O is smitten with one and i always make it a point to give the assist) that he has wrangled up somehow (i soon discover that the topic of prescriptions came up and the girls shared an affinity for "the classics" as he put it). I'm fine with that and after the ups and downs of the last few days feels like he owes me for basically saving his life yesterday. Turns out they will be over at Marquee later that night and invite us along. Again we offer to pay our share, but they basically trade us spots at the table for a go at O's inventory. I shit you not the scene up in O's room was kind of like on those old game shows, where they lock you in a booth with cash blowing around and you have to grab as much as you can (those chicks could pocket a lot of pills is alls i'm saying), but whatever turned into a fair trade in my book.

Overall we had a good time at the Pool the music was generic at best and definitely not as rowdy as other spots for sure but that's what booze is for and we wind up grabbing a cabana because overall we are way under budget due to the randomness of how our trip has gone so far. Dani and the rest of the new girls we met (minus the Canadians, they seemed perturbed that we had met new chicks i could give a fuck), have a good time just boozing and shooting the shit. The day flies by and we say our good byes with me stealing a few kisses as i drop off Dani over by the Bungalows.

I have time to kill until we meet up with the girls and her group over at Marquee so i go gamble a bit. I am still up overall with betting on the playoffs but i sit down at the black jack table and take an absolute BATH. My cards are cold and it doesn't help that i'm at a table with clearly novice players who can't do basic arithmetic and have trouble with even the most basic strategy. That coupled with the slow service on them DRANKS has me positively pissed at the world. I figure this is no way to gamble, throw a chip at the dealer and tell her to sleep well in hell that night.

Head up to the room and get ready to prepare for Marquee that night...

A few pics from the pool: Dani the non blond

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[CisternaChyli]

Wow great stuff so far man . Is that Dani in the tie-dye bikini? If so, damnnn she's HOT. Definetly my type for sure .

[Brooklyn Marc]

4/25/14: Night

Something worth mentioning. I have NOT been eating well on this trip. I didn't realize just how poorly i was eating until i got back and took a look at my statements. This is unusual for me since i grew up around food (dad was a chef in some decent places in NYC). I only mention the food thing because i hit up the Earl of Sandwich before i went out to Marquee. In hindsight i think i ate there at minimum 10 times (i recall almost every night stumbling down there half drunk and ordering). I have no frigging idea who owns that chain, but you put one of those in NYC and keep it open late and it would be the biggest thing since "medical" marijuana. Anyway, point being i REALLY like the Earl of Sandwich.My dad would shoot himself if he read that statement (or i suppose if he read any of these stories i guess). LOL.

I go and collect O and we head over to Marquee to meet up with the chicks from earlier. Again none of them were my type, but no bother as that doesn't mean i can't chill with them and be a good buddy to O. We get in no problem, and the table is decent sort of inside/outside i really don't get too caught up in that type of thing for certain spots especially when i am not paying. The girls have some other friends who are dudes also at the table (so my guard is up, because you kinda have to expect them to be like "who are these two random black dudes?" i would be anyway), but they are cool. And once the chicks explain that O has provided additional recreational aides we are treated like Vets just home from the war in their uniforms: nothing but respect.

I like Marquee, we have one in NYC and while the vibe is a bit different i always have a good time at both locations. The night is going well. O is as behaved as is possible for him (he is high but very much still aware, perfect O equilibrium) and it looks like making headway with one of the girls. Well alllright, i'm happy for him because he has not had it easy with his EX although that is a situation entirely of his own doing (who brings sand to the beach? dummy some guys can't handle their Vegas). I am pretty sure at this point everyone but me has taken some kind of chemical or another, but to each his own its all in good fun and the night is going well. I do a couple laps and meet some women to bring back to the table but don't go too hard. I meet a VERY good looking chick that's like an inch shorter than me in her heels and become smitten but unfortunately she was clearly a bottle rat and an uninteresting one at that! Be gone!

Now i am not square by any means, i have been around various forms of drugs in one way another, a lot earlier than most. Why is this important? Well throughout the night various people at the table kept asking me if i "party". I was drinking so perhaps i was a little slow on the uptake (to be honest i kept thinking to myself, aren't we "partying" now?), so at one point i announce (rather loudly i suppose) that me and O are some "partying motherfuckers". Which makes the whole table cheer. Like i said i am no square, but i am not up on all the lingo the kids use these days, but i discover that to "party" refers to the use of a certain white sniffable substance. So... in fact i am so NOT a partying motherfucker after all. I would imagine O is still included in my pronouncment though. In fact in addition to the pills provided by O, most of the table excluding me has been "partying" as well as "rolling", "have seen Molly," got "Wet" whatever the term is from whatever hood you claim for any number of substances. Well okay. Couple that with the alcohol and everybody is pretty turned up.

The night flies by without too many incidents at Marquee, i was little worried about the potential of someone falling off a balcony but it doesn't happen. And O suggests we take it back to MY (as in MY) room to have a suite party. Fuck you buddy, these people are cool and i'm a good wing man (he has the Canadian back in his room after all, who is guaranteed to throw salt in his game, even though shes married herself), but nah the potential for fuckery is just too high. Like someone falling off a palms place balcony high. I need to be able to make a quick exit if things go south and need plausible deniability (i didn't see nothing officer) if someone dies from an overdose. Its the Brooklyn way of thinking.

We head over to O's room and continue to party it up. I walk in on O and the Asian chick in the pics going at it, she looks pretty alright naked O not so much. But good for him especially since the asian chick's husband is boozing it up in the living room. It's pretty late at this point and I look at my phone and see I have a few texts from the Dancer. Her and her friend are out and they want to come by my room. She mentions that they are both "dancing with Molly" (everybody is flying high and I have yet to smoke a single joint smh). I ask her to send me a pic of both of them, because I am tired and not sure I'm up for it at first (but then I grow a pair and figure I better stop fucking with Karma), the friend is cute enough (the brunette in the last pic if this post)so I tell them to head over.

I DO NOT regret noting them through, I have never done it but if that night was any indication our girl Molly is a hell of a drug. Overall a pretty great night!

Next up: 1Oak and 20 minutes of NAS, Dani the girls and the Strip Club, Doing it for my country

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[hurleyvan]

Great report so far.

[Tara Denise]

I DO NOT regret noting them through, I have never done it but if that night was any indication our girl Molly is a hell of a drug. Overall a pretty great night!

Hmmmm. I'm thinking there is more to that part of the story, but I won't ask.

[boxim]

Fucking with her husband in the other room....really? Did he really not are or was she just that bold?

[Brooklyn Marc]

Fucking with her husband in the other room....really? Did he really not are or was she just that bold?

There were two bathrooms in the room and it was pretty big, I mean I honestly couldn't tell you if he was too messed up to notice that she was gone for a while, or if he didn't care. I try not to judge but even I thought that was kind of crazy, but nothing happened in terms of a fight or anything so must have been okay on some level.

[AxelFoley]

This trip just keeps getting wilder and wilder! And it seems like things are just warming up.

[Brooklyn Marc]

Hmmmm. I'm thinking there is more to that part of the story, but I won't ask.

Best way to put it is I fell asleep happy and did my best to make sure they did too...

[Cirilo Medina]

4/25/14: Night
i discover that to "party" refers to the use of a certain white sniffable substance

Lol yeah it's the upper class way for them to ask if you do blow! While I don't partake, and can't stand the "clique" mentality of groups who do (with extended use over a weekend, they become un-trusting of those who don't do it) it's around more then people realize in that town. I know some who ONLY use when in Vegas