my herpes didn’t stay in vegas
December 1, 2007
‘what happens in vegas, stays in vegas?’
never, have i heard a bigger crock of shit, ever. it’s the most misleading marketing campaign that i have ever had the misfortune to watch, listen to, absorb, believe.
i guess it just proves that no matter how brilliant i truly am, even i am capable of being ‘duped.’
let me explain.
i went to vegas last weekend for a friend’s bachelor party. we hired entertainment. they sent us four ’smoking hot’ call girls. while the one babe was tossing another’s salad i noticed that there were ‘things’ all over her ‘cooch.’ it wasn’t so bad that it kept me from munching on it. i mean, it still looked pretty good. also, most of the sores were around her clitoris and i never touch a girl’s clitoris. with all of those nerve endings? i’m sorry, but that’s kinda’ gross.
so anyway, i had four fingers in her ass. there was ass-grease everywhere. in the confusion i ’slid’ and accidentally touched some sores, first with my tongue, then twice with my penis, then with my tongue a couple more times, then twice with my foot, and then once more with my penis. all by accident. i didn’t sweat it though because i remembered that everything that happens in vegas stays in vegas.
i mean that’s why i went to vegas, so that everything would stay there. i had no idea that it wasn’t an all-comprehensive ‘everything.’ i think someone may be getting sued…

June 23, 2008 at 11:48 pm
DUDE, IS THIS FOR TRUE, CHICO?!?
And ya I’m online again…sort of. No myspace tho
:/
KEEP IT REAL FOO