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

[Fathead]

You've an excellent writing style. Great read

[lcstreet82]

Just awesome! Awesome, can't wait to read the next ones!

[ArmyVegas]

Tom Ford. Nice. This trip is like every good thing about Vegas wrapped into one. Keep it going. Must. Finish. Mine.....

[Cirilo Medina]

Just, yes. Speechless

[dnix]

This guy............

[BarrelO]

Dikembe Mutumbo's (the ex NBA player's)

This is a useful clarification for everyone who wasn't sure which Dikembe Mutombo you were referring to.

Seriously though, I can't believe you forgot about this. If all this had happened to me, I'd be looking for a book deal.

[dnix]

Ummm...if you didnt go to the fight, then why havent you finished the damn TR??????????

[Max Woodpecker]

I can't believe that
1. I had forgotten about this thread
2. There is still more to come

I feel like the guy who won the lottery, and then won it again. Marc, you hyped me up for my trip last summer, and now you're doing it again, right on schedule. Looking forward to the last chapters of your trip, I have another 93 days to bust thru before I smell McCarran.

FIFM and my thoughts excatly

[Brooklyn Marc]

Ummm...if you didnt go to the fight, then why havent you finished the damn TR??????????

Only because DNIX asked soooo nicely.

5/2/14:

Its a crazy feeling to wake up in Vegas on a Friday morning and KNOW in your heart there is NOTHING that can happen that day that's going to top what has already happened on your trip. That literally how i felt after almost 10 days in Vegas. I wasn't going to even try to top it, i just wanted to end the trip with a good time and make it home alive. Decided to go to the gm before meeting up with some clients for breakfast. Called up my little cousin D who had been doing double sessions to get ready for his upcoming season overseas. Figured i might as well get in the best possible workout and sweat out some toxins. D informs me that while i am in shape maybe i wanna take it easy and not put myself through what those guys are doing... WTF? I AM WAY TOO PRIDEFUL FOR SOMEBODY TO IMPLY I'M NOT READY FOR SOMETHING ATHLETICALLY (yes all caps was needed). We link up over at one of the practice gyms over at the UNLV campus... i am reminded what it means to be in your early 20's and literally have your job description be: BE IN SHAPE AT ALL TIMES. I am no slouch on the court i can and have held my own against all comers but (D knows that i wouldn't embarass him or myself), but lets just say after 9 days of debauchery and Macallan after the first hour of running around i definitely snuck away after one game to throw up in the bathroom. After two hours i could barely feel my legs and honestly regret ever picking up the phone. After 3 hours of ball, (mind you we started 6am), there was still an hour of lifting before they would all break for lunch (FUCK MY LIFE). All i can say is that i got through it and no shit i think i might have loss around 5 to 10 pounds in about 4 hours. Moral of the story i suppose if your 31 and sit behind a desk and someone whose job it is to play a game for a living says you might not be up for the'r workout take their word for it...

After all that i want nothing to do with ANY of them and bid them fuck you. Crazy that they have to go through all of that a second time in just a few hours. SMFH. Head back over to Palms Place and start to get ready to do something (don't know what yet) and remember that the first day of DITCH Friday is on. Now i hadn't been to Ditch in YEARS i forgot about it to be honest. But seeing as how i can barely move my legs anymore (on the plus side i'm now looking RIPPED for the pool lol) so looks like DITCH it is. Firstly!: I am not one of those dudes who will avoid a party at all costs i don't adhere to the general idea that you simply CAN'T go to a particular party because its not the greatest and latest, or that you have to spend a shit load of money to have a good time (though definitely not opposed to either situation). Secondly: I think its important to have some idea of what a particular pool party will be before you go there. YES Ditch is popular with locals etc. and the music is more top 40/hip hop so i'll be honest the party can be ratchet... the question i'd ask i so what??? Sometimes you just want to have a good time with out all the pretension and posturing man. All this to say a good time can be had if your well informed on what to expect.

DITCH is indeed QUITE ratchet. But i dug it. lol. I think more than any other pool party i went to it had the most diverse crowd it wasn't just one race, age, body type etc. Was literally just a mix of people some attractive some not, some douche bags some cool as fuck, some dropping dollars some nursing bud lights... you know a party. lol. It also wasn't PACKED though there definitely was a good amount of people there. I found myself able to talk to most people and turn up with folks even though i was by myself. Eventually i found myself invited to hang on the day bed of two attractive black chicks with whom i had struck up a conversation. They were CLEARLY strippers/dancers (i guess i have learned to PC after this trip), again i have proven on this trip that i am not opposed to hanging with strippers (dammit dancers). What bothered me (or amused me), was how one of the girls mentioned/owned up to her profession within like 5 minutes (like CRAZY proud of it, i have never met a more prideful stripper and i THINK i meant that as a compliment), the other whenever i asked what she did would say some variation of i'm a hostess etc. From there on in i made it my mission to get her to admit that she at some point in her life danced on a pole. Not out of judgment but out of boredom (what can i say these are the things that entertain me), during all of this the party rages on lots of twerking (jesus when will this trend end not everyone is meant to twerk and i'll just leave it at that), pretty good DJ actually not a name DJ but he knew how to mix and play songs that got the crowd hype. Sometime in the middle of the day a random thirst bucket dude latched on to our group. I would describe this dude as a "fake thug" or maybe a real one who knows? In any event just one of those dudes with big chains, fake designer sun glasses, and a knot of money but you could tell most of it is small bills. My two female friends proceeded to milk this cat dry for drinks for the rest of the afternoon. I mean it was masterful for real. The funny thing is he was clearly feeling one of the chicks (the one who admitted she was a stripper) but SHE was feeling me. Subsequently, he would but them drinks and she would basically give me the booze that this guy was buying (mind you i didn't NEED her to give me anything), and my afternoon was financed by an idiot who didn't realize that he had no chance. Dude, she is a stripper her job literally entails making men give her money. It was one of the more mesmerizing experiences i have ever had the pleasure of observing up close lol. Meanwhile, myself and the other friend actually have a lot in common and are actually pretty friendly and cool. Eventually after hours of me playfully trying to get her to admit that she is a stripper she yells out at the top of her lungs "I AM NOT A STRIPPER (pointing at her friend) SHE IS A STRIPPER" well okay...someone has had one too many and way to put your friend on blast. Lol. Anyway, cool chick and i resolve to stop fucking with her and just let her win that battle lol. By the end of the day it begins to dawn on the "fake thug" that wait a minute this chick is using me and this dude has been drinking off me for the last 3 hours (yes, yes i have been fake thug those pitchers of fruity drinks were QUITE tasty in the hot sun, next time don't try to show off for a STRIPPER), from there on in he is giving me the death stare but i am hardly concerned. I grew up with REAL thugs and while i am NOT a gangster i have been around enough to recognize one when i see them, this dude was NOT that. I make it a point to get BOTH of their numbers in front of him before we leave the party and i hope my new friend learned a valuable lesson in the process!

There's a line in an old movie that i saw where two pimps argue over a chick and one pimp basically tells the other " Hey your girl chose me you know the name of the game" in that instance i wanted soooo badly to quote that line but i felt like the dude had been through enough humiliation for one day and had provided more than enough entertainment for one afternoon.

UP NEXT: Ratchetness continues in strip club environment hilarity ensues

[BuckeyeFan]

Only because DNIX asked soooo nicely.

5/2/14:

Its a crazy feeling to wake up in Vegas on a Friday morning and KNOW in your heart there is NOTHING that can happen that day that's going to top what has already happened on your trip. That literally how i felt after almost 10 days in Vegas. I wasn't going to even try to top it, i just wanted to end the trip with a good time and make it home alive. Decided to go to the gm before meeting up with some clients for breakfast. Called up my little cousin D who had been doing double sessions to get ready for his upcoming season overseas. Figured i might as well get in the best possible workout and sweat out some toxins. D informs me that while i am in shape maybe i wanna take it easy and not put myself through what those guys are doing... WTF? I AM WAY TOO PRIDEFUL FOR SOMEBODY TO IMPLY I'M NOT READY FOR SOMETHING ATHLETICALLY (yes all caps was needed). We link up over at one of the practice gyms over at the UNLV campus... i am reminded what it means to be in your early 20's and literally have your job description be: BE IN SHAPE AT ALL TIMES. I am no slouch on the court i can and have held my own against all comers but (D knows that i wouldn't embarass him or myself), but lets just say after 9 days of debauchery and Macallan after the first hour of running around i definitely snuck away after one game to throw up in the bathroom. After two hours i could barely feel my legs and honestly regret ever picking up the phone. After 3 hours of ball, (mind you we started 6am), there was still an hour of lifting before they would all break for lunch (FUCK MY LIFE). All i can say is that i got through it and no shit i think i might have loss around 5 to 10 pounds in about 4 hours. Moral of the story i suppose if your 31 and sit behind a desk and someone whose job it is to play a game for a living says you might not be up for the'r workout take their word for it...

After all that i want nothing to do with ANY of them and bid them fuck you. Crazy that they have to go through all of that a second time in just a few hours. SMFH. Head back over to Palms Place and start to get ready to do something (don't know what yet) and remember that the first day of DITCH Friday is on. Now i hadn't been to Ditch in YEARS i forgot about it to be honest. But seeing as how i can barely move my legs anymore (on the plus side i'm now looking RIPPED for the pool lol) so looks like DITCH it is. Firstly!: I am not one of those dudes who will avoid a party at all costs i don't adhere to the general idea that you simply CAN'T go to a particular party because its not the greatest and latest, or that you have to spend a shit load of money to have a good time (though definitely not opposed to either situation). Secondly: I think its important to have some idea of what a particular pool party will be before you go there. YES Ditch is popular with locals etc. and the music is more top 40/hip hop so i'll be honest the party can be ratchet... the question i'd ask i so what??? Sometimes you just want to have a good time with out all the pretension and posturing man. All this to say a good time can be had if your well informed on what to expect.

DITCH is indeed QUITE ratchet. But i dug it. lol. I think more than any other pool party i went to it had the most diverse crowd it wasn't just one race, age, body type etc. Was literally just a mix of people some attractive some not, some douche bags some cool as fuck, some dropping dollars some nursing bud lights... you know a party. lol. It also wasn't PACKED though there definitely was a good amount of people there. I found myself able to talk to most people and turn up with folks even though i was by myself. Eventually i found myself invited to hang on the day bed of two attractive black chicks with whom i had struck up a conversation. They were CLEARLY strippers/dancers (i guess i have learned to PC after this trip), again i have proven on this trip that i am not opposed to hanging with strippers (dammit dancers). What bothered me (or amused me), was how one of the girls mentioned/owned up to her profession within like 5 minutes (like CRAZY proud of it, i have never met a more prideful stripper and i THINK i meant that as a compliment), the other whenever i asked what she did would say some variation of i'm a hostess etc. From there on in i made it my mission to get her to admit that she at some point in her life danced on a pole. Not out of judgment but out of boredom (what can i say these are the things that entertain me), during all of this the party rages on lots of twerking (jesus when will this trend end not everyone is meant to twerk and i'll just leave it at that), pretty good DJ actually not a name DJ but he knew how to mix and play songs that got the crowd hype. Sometime in the middle of the day a random thirst bucket dude latched on to our group. I would describe this dude as a "fake thug" or maybe a real one who knows? In any event just one of those dudes with big chains, fake designer sun glasses, and a knot of money but you could tell most of it is small bills. My two female friends proceeded to milk this cat dry for drinks for the rest of the afternoon. I mean it was masterful for real. The funny thing is he was clearly feeling one of the chicks (the one who admitted she was a stripper) but SHE was feeling me. Subsequently, he would but them drinks and she would basically give me the booze that this guy was buying (mind you i didn't NEED her to give me anything), and my afternoon was financed by an idiot who didn't realize that he had no chance. Dude, she is a stripper her job literally entails making men give her money. It was one of the more mesmerizing experiences i have ever had the pleasure of observing up close lol. Meanwhile, myself and the other friend actually have a lot in common and are actually pretty friendly and cool. Eventually after hours of me playfully trying to get her to admit that she is a stripper she yells out at the top of her lungs "I AM NOT A STRIPPER (pointing at her friend) SHE IS A STRIPPER" well okay...someone has had one too many and way to put your friend on blast. Lol. Anyway, cool chick and i resolve to stop fucking with her and just let her win that battle lol. By the end of the day it begins to dawn on the "fake thug" that wait a minute this chick is using me and this dude has been drinking off me for the last 3 hours (yes, yes i have been fake thug those pitchers of fruity drinks were QUITE tasty in the hot sun, next time don't try to show off for a STRIPPER), from there on in he is giving me the death stare but i am hardly concerned. I grew up with REAL thugs and while i am NOT a gangster i have been around enough to recognize one when i see them, this dude was NOT that. I make it a point to get BOTH of their numbers in front of him before we leave the party and i hope my new friend learned a valuable lesson in the process!

There's a line in an old movie that i saw where two pimps argue over a chick and one pimp basically tells the other " Hey your girl chose me you know the name of the game" in that instance i wanted soooo badly to quote that line but i felt like the dude had been through enough humiliation for one day and had provided more than enough entertainment for one afternoon.

UP NEXT: Ratchetness continues in strip club environment hilarity ensues

LOL nice I've been curious how the Ditch Party was this year.....That line is a classic...Snoop copied that line on one of his songs..

[dnix]

I was a proud stripper once too

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[Brooklyn Marc]

I was a proud stripper once too

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LMFAO. DNIX it doesn't count until some dollars are thrown at you!

[SuZQ]

Marc.... a year later.. you're still going.. Impressed.

[Brooklyn Marc]

Marc.... a year later.. you're still going.. Impressed.

SUZQ when i say i COMPLETELY forgot i didn't finish this, i'm not joking. If somebody hadn't commented on that fact it never would have been done. Lol.

[Mingy]

Great TR, very entertaining!