Vegas Baby
What happens in Vegas
A quick weekend trip to Vegas to meet friends has come and gone. As we were walking to the gate to get on the plane to head down I turned to Michelle and said, “They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas so if you want to do anal I’ll keep it to my self”. We both thought it was hilarious, but I did not even mange to get a smile out of the lady walking ahead of us that overheard the conversation.
Like a well oiled machine
Heading home we had an interesting time checking in for our flight. We were offered an upgrade to first class for a fee that seemed suitably small given our weary booze soaked bodies. The lady processing the upgrade did all the key punching but had as many as three other employees looming behind her and providing her with instructions which went something like this:
You have to escape out of this screen.
Hit Shift F4.
No Shift F4.
Now control alt m.
They are booked under separate names so you have to split the PL code into two lines.
OK, no, he’s already checked in so you have to cancel that.
Go back to the main reservation page.
No that PL code has to be used for her.
Select one then enter.
It’s not accepting the promotion number.
No cancel that and go back.
You are going to have to void that entry.
Not a word of a lie this went on for more than ten minutes. Verifying the veracity of launch codes would have fewer steps. I am firmly convinced that we could have more easily launched a full out nuclear assault on the Ruskies than we could move to front of this plane. All we were really missing was a couple of keys we could turn in unison. The whole thing was really funny. At least until I started to envision a bunch of mechanics standing around a terminal somewhere following the same type of process to figure out the maintenance schedule for the landing gear.
Why dollar coins are useless
Part of the celebration was our friend’s 40th birthday, for which his wife got him this really cool Nascar experience. The entire thing was a surprise so Michelle and I were in on a day and a half of elaborate deception leading up to the reveal. As pay back for this string of lies he thought appropriate payback would be to buy Michelle and I both lap dances. How he figured a lap dance was punishment for me I’m not sure, but a woman’s ass dancing four inches from Michelle’s face certainly makes her suitably uncomfortable and all the wishing in the world won’t change that. Prior to pushing my face between her ridiculously large breasts my girl gently removed my glasses so as not to break them, which I thought was a really nice touch and one of the many reasons why it is important to never cheap out on a lap dance; getting a seasoned pro has benefits.
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Vegas Baby
What happens in Vegas
A quick weekend trip to Vegas to meet friends has come and gone. As we were walking to the gate to get on the plane to head down I turned to Michelle and said, “They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas so if you want to do anal I’ll keep it to my self”. We both thought it was hilarious, but I did not even mange to get a smile out of the lady walking ahead of us that overheard the conversation.
Like a well oiled machine
Heading home we had an interesting time checking in for our flight. We were offered an upgrade to first class for a fee that seemed suitably small given our weary booze soaked bodies. The lady processing the upgrade did all the key punching but had as many as three other employees looming behind her and providing her with instructions which went something like this:
You have to escape out of this screen.
Hit Shift F4.
No Shift F4.
Now control alt m.
They are booked under separate names so you have to split the PL code into two lines.
OK, no, he’s already checked in so you have to cancel that.
Go back to the main reservation page.
No that PL code has to be used for her.
Select one then enter.
It’s not accepting the promotion number.
No cancel that and go back.
You are going to have to void that entry.
Not a word of a lie this went on for more than ten minutes. Verifying the veracity of launch codes would have fewer steps. I am firmly convinced that we could have more easily launched a full out nuclear assault on the Ruskies than we could move to front of this plane. All we were really missing was a couple of keys we could turn in unison. The whole thing was really funny. At least until I started to envision a bunch of mechanics standing around a terminal somewhere following the same type of process to figure out the maintenance schedule for the landing gear.
Why dollar coins are useless
Part of the celebration was our friend’s 40th birthday, for which his wife got him this really cool Nascar experience. The entire thing was a surprise so Michelle and I were in on a day and a half of elaborate deception leading up to the reveal. As pay back for this string of lies he thought appropriate payback would be to buy Michelle and I both lap dances. How he figured a lap dance was punishment for me I’m not sure, but a woman’s ass dancing four inches from Michelle’s face certainly makes her suitably uncomfortable and all the wishing in the world won’t change that. Prior to pushing my face between her ridiculously large breasts my girl gently removed my glasses so as not to break them, which I thought was a really nice touch and one of the many reasons why it is important to never cheap out on a lap dance; getting a seasoned pro has benefits.
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