Epic Vegas Trip: Labor day several years back

You're totally right though, running back through it there were enough plot points for a movie. The road trip (Vegas celebrity trio, we'll throw in the 3 animals one too). heading to the pool and you step out in those damn red hot pants with a hand on the butt. I give you the business, you say it's a style in Europe, I say we're not in f@#*ing Europe, then to guys walk by us wearing the same shorts, you compliment them and they you, I am forced to begrudgingly conceded the point, but still say you look ridiculous, with a little smirk.

We get to the pool, full of babes, hottest ones at this beer pong table they clearly brought. You say we should ask to play next game, I'm like "no way dude" but you're already walking over there. You return letting me know they said yes as long as we get the beer, my credit card is already out, best $70 I ever spent on 6 bud lights.

I think I came up with the catch phrase out name your own celebrity thing, letting each girl do a celebrity shot when they started showing interest, and getting their names. The hottest one there seems to be digging me inexplicably.

You troll me by saying it's my birthday to the DJ, who says I'm there only guy there who didn't shave his body before showing up. I scream out "hairy like animal!" While blushing and laughing it off, quite out of character for me, but it works like a charm. I get that girls number.

A couple girls join us at the casino, you actually knew one of their brothers which was a crazy small world moment, and my girl sits in my lap. So much fun.

Gambling goes well for me but poorly for you, you lost your last dollar. I say I'll lend you money, at which point you gallantly go into all the ways you'll make sure to pay me back. I just keep responding "just pay me back at the table when you win" cuz I knew it would happen.

We sit down at a table with an inconspicuous middle aged man as a dealer (not quite the robot I usually go for, but not too far off). You chat it up like you always do, and he starts dropping gems like "the worst thing about best friends is that they die." I am silently cracking up and mortified, but you are legit winning every hand. You walk away from that table having paid me back and up like ($200?) Bucks.

We decided to celebrate at a strip club when approached by a promoter. You're adamant that you won't spend any money besides cover and a cigar. We walk in, i scope out the club and turn to say it looks like a good one, but you are gone.

You appear 30 minutes later with the biggest grin and simply say "I spent all my money."
Turns out an aggressive Russian woman gets you every time, you didn't have a chance.

Oh, I forgot shooz. I was hungover and in an meh mood, and you start freaking saying shooz for no reason. After like 6 times I'm like "what the hell are you saying!?" And you just point at the store. Shooz. I start to perk up a little and I'm fine within an hour, we're freaking laughing about shooz the rest of the trip.

Also forgot to mention that we never did meet up with those girls at the club, but it got us to the club, and there I met Kate in the bachelorette party. She made my night, so charismatic, so funny, an instant connection. We did the Vegas celebrity trio thing. You were chatting it up like you always do with the other girls.