CHIPPENDALES

I have decided to give these very special men their own post, because they are just so wonderful. The Chippendale's, aside from the creepy looking one, are ungodly hot. Their bodies are sculpted to perfection. And honestly their performance is so amusing, and lets face it, HOT, I really don't care if any of them are gay or straight. They are amazing performers and deserve some true recognition. On my previous Las Vegas adventure, we saw Thunder From Down Under... Chippendale's WIN. Saturday night could have been one of the most entertaining nights of my life thus far. Jenny, Sarah and I, drunk off of our signature drink, The Pink Flamingo, were not prepared for the awesomeness that show would throw at us. Not only were they amazing, but Jeff Timmons, from 98 degrees was the emcee!? What?! That was a surprise! You always kind of wonder what happened to all of the more obscure members of the boy bands. Well, Jeff Timmons, in my book, you have succeeded. Also, not to sound too creepy, but I got his shirt. That's a highlight in my world, especially since he was my favorite 98 degree when I was a little teeny bopper. Of course we paid the $20 to sit on their laps and take our pictures. You would have to be crazy not too.

Since we had to pregame quickly, and rush over to see our beloved Chippendale's, we ordered delivery on the cab ride back to the flamingo, and returned to the room for calzones and more pink flamingos. Sarah almost didn't make it out, be we forced her. We went to Chateau in the Paris Hotel to see RayJ, but realized how lame it was and left before he came out so I could get my roulette on. I only lost $20! Pretty legit for playing about an hour on a $10 table. Jenny had never gambled, so on the way back to the room, we hit the slots (Sarah was in bed). We chose a Lord of the Rings themed machine, complete with creepy sound effects and vibrating chairs. Bizarre to say the least. But we played our dollars, and since neither of us really understand how slot machines work, we went back upstairs. We burnt out a little earlier the second night, which was probably for the best because we had an 11.5 hour drive ahead of us in the morning.

Sunday morning, hangovers in check, we headed out of Vegas and about 14 hours later, after several food, gas, and melon stand stops, we made it home. The stand still traffic on Vail Pass also didn't help, but we made it safe and sound, and pumped for the next trip!