Well this past June me and the misses celebrated our anniversary in Vegas. I also had a really close friend get married on the same day. It was a really great day.
Well thats how it started anyway.
The day began about 9am.
Everyone who went out to Vegas (15 people) for the wedding and our anniversary agreed to meet for breakfast and to prepare for the wedding that was to be at 3pm.
About 11am we hit Ceasars to play some black Jack and play around with the slots before the wedding. First things first, drinks. Yes I know its not even noon yet but its a celebration beetchez!!
Anyway Sobe and Vodka all morning long.
2pm, oh crap!! We need to go get ready!! So we run back to Bally's to start getting ready for the big event and we stopped at the little stand on the first floor to pick up something to drink. Vodka bottles, Cranberry juice and Monster. A buddy of ours who is not a huge fan of vodka brought up a case of Shiner Bock.
2:30pm , piss drunk 6 people are getting into a cab and leaving to a wedding.
3:15pm (late) we all begin to arrive at the chapel. Drinks in hand and falling down we prceed to the alter as I was one of two best men.
Wedding was filled with drunken emotion and sobbing
4:00pm, wedding is over and we proceed to a rest. behind our casino. Dont remember the name of it but it was a famous italian rest. with pics of all of the mobsters that used to eat there back in the day.
7:00pm, we all head back to our rooms to change and head out to a little place called Diablo's. If you have been to the Monte Carlo then you know that its the club with the big devil lady holding a pitch fork in the front.
8:00pm, we all get ourselves more drinks and the singer of the band bought all of us a round of shots to celebrate the recent wedding of our buddy and our anniversary. Great way to start off the night!
10:45pm, a buddy of ours became slightly out of control. He is a very quiet type and is usually very reserved. After multiple shots his alter ego took over.
11:30am, our friend disappears. He was nowhere to be found in the bar so we set up a three man search party. Three drunk people looking for a fourth. We searched for for him high and low in the casino then after calling his phone about twenty times we went to look for him back at the hotel. (Bally's)
12:00am, as were walking back up to our hotel room I finally got a phone call from my missing buddies cell phone. As I answer in fustration I was advised that it wasnt my missing buddy on the line but the paramedics. They were advising me that they had him in E.R. and he was found unconscious at a bar in the MGM Grand. He was covered in his own vomit and his hands were black.
Moment of thought. How in the hell did he manage to get from the Monte to the MGM by himself?
12:10am, were headed to the hospital to check on our friend now more tired and upset than drunk.
12:45am, we arrive only to see him completely knocked out and hooked up to IV's. In my own drunkeness, I assumed pass out postion onthe security guards golf cart outside.
2:00am, me and the misses made our way back to the hotel leaving behind one of the girls to watch him.
5:30am, he was released from the hospital and came back to the hotel.
To this day he doesnt have any idea how he ended up at the MGM or how his hands becam black with soot. At first we thought he may have been crawling on his hands and knees but his pants werent dirty.
Next day we proceeded as normal on our drinking binge like he didnt miss a beat. His hands wee a little shakey from the incident but was ok otherwise. The names have been omited to protect the dumbasses.
We had a t-shirt made in one of the shops on the strip that had his name on the front with the date and a man in a hospital bed looking up at a doctor on the back.
If you thought this was a good story holla back!!
By the way his new nickname is E.R.