Vegas Trip: Day #2 – The Hangover, pretty much

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What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas… but fuck me dead. I woke up on the floor in my hotel room, with the neck of a T-Shirt stretched around my waist, leaving the rest of the T-Shirt looking like a skirt. I have ZERO memory of shit that went down last night. Pretty sure I was drugged. I’ve lost ALL of my money, phone has been stolen too, but thank God they left me with my passport!!!

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6 Responses to Vegas Trip: Day #2 – The Hangover, pretty much

  1. lemmiwinks says:

    I started out with lol but then I read about your phone. Sorry dude. But still kinda a bit lol @ you waking up on the floor of your hotel room wearing only a t-shirt for a skirt! Now, to retrace your steps and track down your buddy (spoiler: you left him on the roof).

    • Justin Fox says:

      So lol dude!!! Funny thing is my passport and card to get into the roo were on the bedside table, FAR away from where I crashed out on the floor of the hotel room! SO MUCH MYSTERY! How the fuck did I get back from the club without money?!

      • lemmiwinks says:

        I fucking love this! All it needs is a tiger in the bathroom and a baby in the cupboard. If one of your mates married a stripper it’ll be like the biggest glitch in the matrix ever! ;-)

  2. Paul says:

    Does your bum hurt lol