Because... I'm going back to Vegas. (I know, right?) I have 17 days off from work and I'd be a fool to spend it fighting L.A. traffic and dodging angry mall shoppers.
Showcase calls two Vegas weekends in a row "the heights of degeneracy." I call it a great fuckin' time. I'm driving out tomorrow afternoon and staying in a free room at the Excalibur that Grubby was cool enough to arrange. Pauly is still out in Sin City as well and I can only imagine the trouble we'll get into this time around.
I'll try my best not to get ejected from any more casinos.
But no one's junk is safe if I dip into the Soco again.
See ya on the flip side, kids.