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A Drunken Vegas Fish Tale
The ever-luscious Joelle's drunk Vegas post finally inspired me enough to get me to post about the drunkest night I had in Vegas while we were there a few weeks ago.
We got in early Sunday morning at 9:00 am Vegas time. Checked into The Bellagio and went over to The Flamingo for their breakfast buffet. (I wouldn't recommend going there for lunch or dinner, but their breakfast buffet freaking rocks!)
After eating (or in my case stuffing myself like a pig), we met up with Steven's best friend Ernie and his wife Rita who were there at the same time. We then took naps since waking up at 5:00 am is never conducive to partying.
After getting up, the drinking began. I guess I did three or four vanilla vodka shots before we left to go have dinner with Ernie and Rita at Del Frisco's, a steak house. When we got there I had a yummy mandarin madras. While we had dinner (and it was so delicious) I finished of almost all of Rita's margarita since she didn't want it.
When we left there we went to the Ghostbar where I had three more mandarin madras. We left there with another friend of Steven's, Danny, and went over to see his room in the Rio. We then went upstairs to the Voodoo Lounge where I proceeded to have yet another mandarin madras. When Danny went to go get more drinks I actually asked for another until Steven pointed out I was drunk enough.
We sat out there for a while and talked, mostly about poker. Eventually we had Danny drive us back to The Bellagio since he had a rental car and we didn't.
After we left the Ghostbar I had abandoned my high heels and was walking around barefooted. When we got to The Bellagio a security guard person made me put my shoes on which I managed to do with a lot of help from Steven. As soon as we got to the elevator, however, I kicked them back off.
I immediately flopped onto the bed once we got to our room, buzzing pretty hard. Steven took one look at my feet and announced they were filthy and I needed to go wash them. I managed to hold them up to look at them (they were solid black), giggled, and teetered off to the bathroom.
The Bellagio has this big, wonderful marble bathtub so I sat on the edge of it and swung my legs over. While trying to turn on the water I bang my knee into the gorgeous but extremely sharp faucet. My knee immediately begins bleeding. I'm so drunk I can't really feel it, but it makes me laugh and I call out to Steven that I just cut myself.
He comes in the bathroom, sees me perched naked on the side of the tub giggling at my cut knee, and washs my feet for me. I'm sure if I would have continued trying to wash them, I would have fallen face forward into the tub and drowned, probably while giggling the entired time.
Ladies and gentlemen, when you are so drunk you can't even wash your own feet, you are very drunk indeed. 
More Vegas stories coming, I promise!
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Comments
Mike has a word for that state of drunken-ness..."sloshified".
You were indeed sloshified! But I'm glad you had a great time! :-)
.: Christine M. said on May 30, 2003 02:09 AM :: link it :.Oh my god. That's just hilarious! :)
.: Kathy said on May 30, 2003 02:50 AM :: link it :.hahahaha! awww, you couldn't even wash your own feet! hell, I probably wouldn't have been able to either. Yet, somehow, in my drunken state, I did remember to take my make-up off. Mom's good training, I suppose.
.: Joelle said on May 30, 2003 06:44 AM :: link it :.At least your honey was there to take care of you!
.: daisy said on May 30, 2003 08:05 AM :: link it :.Oh man, the Flamingo breakfast buffet DOES rock, doesn't it? I stayed there back in March, and we ate there almost every morning :)
I also had a strange urge to take my shoes off in Vegas. We were walking through the lobby of MGM Grand one night, and my friend had her shoes off, and we had a 20-minute conversation with a female security guard (after she told us we had to put our shoes on)about the horrors of bad shoes and the fact that you have to walk so far to get anywhere in Vegas! Hehe!
.: Alison said on May 30, 2003 01:17 PM :: link it :. 
OMG I love it!!!
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