Fiscal New Year's Eve Party
Las Vegas, Nevada
October 1-4, 1999
To ring in the fiscal new year, six brave souls traveled to the sparkling city in the desert, Las Vegas Nevada, and got down and dirty for three days. For weeks before the trip, they talked and planned.....
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If I win at the table's I'm gonna: -rent everyone superhero outfits so we can "dress appropriately" for the 99 cent buffet. baby needs a new pair of shoes! |
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Yeah? Well, If I win at the table's I'll: -fund a ten-year anniversary revival of the nationally acclaimed production of Virginia Mele's epic opus, "Anne of the Thousand Days" with the original cast. |
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hey what's up to all the leather and blow-up doll references to me??? what happened to your perception of nice sweet innocent me???? |
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Donna, not to spoil the fun, but the three of us guys have you pegged as the first one to hook up in Vegas. Go to work, girlfriend, go to work! |
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Don't be silly. There's no way I could end up sleeping in the same bed with your friend Rich,
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Um. There's a slight problem with the vouchers. We didn't receive any in the mail. We won't be able to get from the airport to the hotel without paying $3.50 per person (which puts us $1.39 over budget) And the post office said they can't track them. AAAAIIIGGGHH! |
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I bet the post office people KEPT the vouchers and are planning to try to steal our trip from us. BASTARDS! Thats it. I wasn't gonna do it, but I'm packing my brass knuckles and I'm going to Vegas ready to whop some postal ass! No no, don't try to stop me. Even the uncontrollable ire of MR. FURIOUS cant compare with the seething anger and VIOLENT intentions this little mistake of the lost vouchers is fostering in me. |
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Hello????? Why didn't anyone call me? I had the vouchers. I thought we all got three of all the vouchers. |
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more random bets that only Vegas bookies take: -Dan gets a job outside of DC, ever (12:1) place your bets |
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Anyone for Vegas? |
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Pete, tell julie that i am working too hard to talk to her at least until friday, when she can punch me in the arm and then kick my ass, and we can all get drunk |
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eww, that's dirty. |
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....we all get in and then we all go hang out in the toilet. just like old times- maybe we won't get locked in this time oh, don't see very bad things- reason #1 very bad movie reason #2: you won't want to ever hang out in a vegas hotel bathroom ever again |
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Very Bad Things was one of, if not the, most Very Bad Movies ever made. I felt dehumanized after I saw it. But hanging out in toilets is good. It'll be like junior high! Michelle, you bring the big can of aqua net, Donna, you bring the cigarettes. We can talk about Judy Bloom books, and make fun of the stink coming from the boys bathroom. |
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Right. Anyway, we all went to Las Vegas to spend a few days gambling, gawking at all of the sites, collecting flyers of where we could order hookers, er I mean, "personal entertainers". We stayed at the luxurious MGM Grand hotel. That's it in the background. The entire thing was decorated in the whole "emerald palace" theme, complete with your own pictures of the Tin Man and the Scare Crow in every hotel room.
Here's a clear example that Michelle and Julie always secretly wanted to be in the Dungeon Crew. The dragon chomping off Julie's head is symbolic of....Uh, well Juliet, you're the literary major, what does it symbolize?
Below we see Michelle supporting her drinking and gambling habits simultaneously. Actually, she used one to support the other. Her hand was black after playing the quarter slots for over an hour. Actually, in this shot she's trying to wake the gnomes inside the machine.

We went to this one cool casino called "Paris", complete with a smaller version of the Eiffel Tower in its front yard. It was pretty neat. It had just opened the month before. The inside ceiling was painted to look like a sky. And the waitress outfits, don't even get me started. Get Danny started instead.

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"Hey, baby, you're kinda cute." |
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"Security? Helloooo?" |
Having gotten nowhere with the intoxicated Michelle, the equally intoxicated Peter convinced Donna to "follow the yellow brick road".

Stay tuned for further Vegas Crap as people scan in their pictures and send them to me, including the picture of me getting my haircut by a woman in her underwear! (I'm not kidding)
TO BE CONTINUED.....