Vegas Tonya
Margarita Connoisseur
With the highly anticipated Drunkbowl 6 (AKA-The Tequila and Cleavage Tour) underway and the cast of characters being:
Me – Vegas Tonya
My Shadow (later known as Brittney)
Laker Girl
The Virgin
KG
Ma Barker
Pepsi Girl
So we start out Thursday June 2nd for our annual ALL girls trip. Had LOTS of plans to see and do things. But the majority of those did not happen.
Left shortly after 8am and arrived in Vegas around 1:30pm. Got checked in at the Flaming-O without a problem and with adjoining rooms for the next 6 days.
We had a meet at the Orleans planned so we just got our stuff together and did our hair and changed. Had a couple drinks each and were on our way via taxi to The Orleans. Got a call from Hurricane Mikey and told him we were on our way.
Arrived at Orleans and headed to the Mardi Gras Bar. Hugs out of the way we immediately got a few drinks and a few shots. Met 3Cats (Tammy), Tess and Texas Lynnie. Lynnie had brought some “Dicky†straws that we had a good time with. Chatted with everyone and Tess wasn’t feeling too well so she excused herself and we decided to get in touch later after we figured out what we were going to do. Never called her but as the night unfolded it was probably better she was spared the “funâ€.
About 7:20 or so we decided it was time to go hit the Grain Train….Yep---ALL ABOARD! We get downtown and meet Mikey in front of The Plaza. Get the free pull on the machine that no one ever wins on….Oh wait Laker Girl did win 2 show tickets. But you had to go inside to claim them. I’m thinking it’s just a ploy to get you inside the casino. Yeah whatever! Where’s my train ticket?
Head over to La Bayou and wait in line to get aboard. Unsure of what I was getting as I just said to Mikey you order and that will be fine. It was good…can’t wait til March for another one. After the conductor had punched our tickets we stopped at a little store (don’t know the name) because someone had the bright idea they were hungry and wanted a hot dog. Well after they saw the hot dogs they gave up on them and just continued to drink. Big mistake as you all found out from Mikey’s “mini†report. At that point as the designated bartender I should have realized that My Shadow (aka Brittney) should have put some food in her belly. But noooooooo, there I was feeling pretty good not having a care in the world and should have watched out for my friends.
So we stroll over to check out Elvis singing and Tom Jones later and they were pretty darn good. Met some people and danced so much my feet were hurting. I was chatting with people and met this guy that had “HUGE†beads around his neck. I asked where he got them but he never told me. So I took his picture and chatted with him a little more. It was at that point some girl started giving me dirty looks. Well I’m not one to get in fights (on vacation anyway) so I stroll over to Mikey and “inform†him we are now married for the evening so I could maintain my “good standing†downtown. And that damn girl kept giving me nasty looks. Whatever…She just needed to chill. There were a few times on this trip I had to use the “just chill†button. But I got home safe and sound in the end so that is what matters.
Time starts to get by and I realize it’s about 10pm so I must call home and tell the kids (hubby included) it’s a school night and for them to go to bed. So I sauntered over to the store the girls “were†going to get those hot dogs. I nicely sit down beside the wall and call home. I chat with family and find out all was well. Then Laker Girl is standing in front of me and I ask her to go get me a water from the store. She so graciously does and I open and take a sip.
THIS IS THE PART THAT WE DEEMED “GOOD TIMES†AND WILL LEAVE IT AT THAT THE REST OF OUR LIVES…
But for now I will share with you all.
My phone rings and it is The Virgin and she is saying something about we have to get My Shadow out of here because they are going to call Metro and take her to detox. “WHATâ€? At this point Mikey is standing there and with my heels on I couldn’t get my ass up off the ground. So I kick off the shoes and hop up. I stagger over and see My Shadow sitting on the dance floor with puke beside her and people are staring. “HELLOâ€! Haven’t any of you ever seen a drunk person before?!!! Guess not! So security is standing there telling The Virgin we have to get My Shadow out of here. So I bend down to get her up and she pulls me down with her. GREAT! Now we both look like drunks. So I get up and try it again. NOPE…no go! She brings me down again. So I tell The Virgin help me and we get her up and I get my arms around her and her arm around my neck and I tell her….â€Girlfriend…you have to get up and walk or they are calling Metro and taking you to jail.†OH YEAH, that got her attention.
By the way….let me insert some useful information here…if you are taken to the drunk tank to “detoxâ€. Don’t let your friends bail you out. They will let you out on your Own Recognizance after you sober up…Save that money. Then you get to make another trip back to Clark County for court.
So back to My Shadow and me holding her up with no shoes on and staggering to the taxi line. I am telling her to pay attention to me and yelling in her ear….Left, Right, Left, Right….just so she will focus on her feet. People are taking pictures and laughing. But hell it’s all “Good Times†at this point. So we get around the corner and the taxi line is easily 10-15 people deep. I see Laker Girl get in line and then look back at us. A taxi pulls up and they usher us in ahead of everyone in the line. I think it was because we had a few security guys escorting us out of there. Again I say “Good Times†and move on! The Virgin slides in the taxi and I sit Brittney (from this point foward) on the seat and tell The Virgin to pull her over and I will push. The cabbie is freakin’ out yelling “She isn’t going to puke in my cab is sheâ€. We all say no, she’s done, it’s all over the ground back there. So he speeds out of there. I am talking to Brittney trying to keep her awake because if she passes out….we will NEVER get her out of the taxi. So for the next few minutes on our way back to the Flamin-O I talk about her cats and her husband and her co-workers. If you ever wanted to find out any “good†information about her…this would have been the time. But we had other issues on our mind.
Me – Vegas Tonya
My Shadow (later known as Brittney)
Laker Girl
The Virgin
KG
Ma Barker
Pepsi Girl
So we start out Thursday June 2nd for our annual ALL girls trip. Had LOTS of plans to see and do things. But the majority of those did not happen.
Left shortly after 8am and arrived in Vegas around 1:30pm. Got checked in at the Flaming-O without a problem and with adjoining rooms for the next 6 days.
We had a meet at the Orleans planned so we just got our stuff together and did our hair and changed. Had a couple drinks each and were on our way via taxi to The Orleans. Got a call from Hurricane Mikey and told him we were on our way.
Arrived at Orleans and headed to the Mardi Gras Bar. Hugs out of the way we immediately got a few drinks and a few shots. Met 3Cats (Tammy), Tess and Texas Lynnie. Lynnie had brought some “Dicky†straws that we had a good time with. Chatted with everyone and Tess wasn’t feeling too well so she excused herself and we decided to get in touch later after we figured out what we were going to do. Never called her but as the night unfolded it was probably better she was spared the “funâ€.
About 7:20 or so we decided it was time to go hit the Grain Train….Yep---ALL ABOARD! We get downtown and meet Mikey in front of The Plaza. Get the free pull on the machine that no one ever wins on….Oh wait Laker Girl did win 2 show tickets. But you had to go inside to claim them. I’m thinking it’s just a ploy to get you inside the casino. Yeah whatever! Where’s my train ticket?
Head over to La Bayou and wait in line to get aboard. Unsure of what I was getting as I just said to Mikey you order and that will be fine. It was good…can’t wait til March for another one. After the conductor had punched our tickets we stopped at a little store (don’t know the name) because someone had the bright idea they were hungry and wanted a hot dog. Well after they saw the hot dogs they gave up on them and just continued to drink. Big mistake as you all found out from Mikey’s “mini†report. At that point as the designated bartender I should have realized that My Shadow (aka Brittney) should have put some food in her belly. But noooooooo, there I was feeling pretty good not having a care in the world and should have watched out for my friends.
So we stroll over to check out Elvis singing and Tom Jones later and they were pretty darn good. Met some people and danced so much my feet were hurting. I was chatting with people and met this guy that had “HUGE†beads around his neck. I asked where he got them but he never told me. So I took his picture and chatted with him a little more. It was at that point some girl started giving me dirty looks. Well I’m not one to get in fights (on vacation anyway) so I stroll over to Mikey and “inform†him we are now married for the evening so I could maintain my “good standing†downtown. And that damn girl kept giving me nasty looks. Whatever…She just needed to chill. There were a few times on this trip I had to use the “just chill†button. But I got home safe and sound in the end so that is what matters.
Time starts to get by and I realize it’s about 10pm so I must call home and tell the kids (hubby included) it’s a school night and for them to go to bed. So I sauntered over to the store the girls “were†going to get those hot dogs. I nicely sit down beside the wall and call home. I chat with family and find out all was well. Then Laker Girl is standing in front of me and I ask her to go get me a water from the store. She so graciously does and I open and take a sip.
THIS IS THE PART THAT WE DEEMED “GOOD TIMES†AND WILL LEAVE IT AT THAT THE REST OF OUR LIVES…
But for now I will share with you all.
My phone rings and it is The Virgin and she is saying something about we have to get My Shadow out of here because they are going to call Metro and take her to detox. “WHATâ€? At this point Mikey is standing there and with my heels on I couldn’t get my ass up off the ground. So I kick off the shoes and hop up. I stagger over and see My Shadow sitting on the dance floor with puke beside her and people are staring. “HELLOâ€! Haven’t any of you ever seen a drunk person before?!!! Guess not! So security is standing there telling The Virgin we have to get My Shadow out of here. So I bend down to get her up and she pulls me down with her. GREAT! Now we both look like drunks. So I get up and try it again. NOPE…no go! She brings me down again. So I tell The Virgin help me and we get her up and I get my arms around her and her arm around my neck and I tell her….â€Girlfriend…you have to get up and walk or they are calling Metro and taking you to jail.†OH YEAH, that got her attention.
By the way….let me insert some useful information here…if you are taken to the drunk tank to “detoxâ€. Don’t let your friends bail you out. They will let you out on your Own Recognizance after you sober up…Save that money. Then you get to make another trip back to Clark County for court.
So back to My Shadow and me holding her up with no shoes on and staggering to the taxi line. I am telling her to pay attention to me and yelling in her ear….Left, Right, Left, Right….just so she will focus on her feet. People are taking pictures and laughing. But hell it’s all “Good Times†at this point. So we get around the corner and the taxi line is easily 10-15 people deep. I see Laker Girl get in line and then look back at us. A taxi pulls up and they usher us in ahead of everyone in the line. I think it was because we had a few security guys escorting us out of there. Again I say “Good Times†and move on! The Virgin slides in the taxi and I sit Brittney (from this point foward) on the seat and tell The Virgin to pull her over and I will push. The cabbie is freakin’ out yelling “She isn’t going to puke in my cab is sheâ€. We all say no, she’s done, it’s all over the ground back there. So he speeds out of there. I am talking to Brittney trying to keep her awake because if she passes out….we will NEVER get her out of the taxi. So for the next few minutes on our way back to the Flamin-O I talk about her cats and her husband and her co-workers. If you ever wanted to find out any “good†information about her…this would have been the time. But we had other issues on our mind.