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Go ahead and try to see what's on my laptop, Soccer Mom. It's Buffy kicking the asses of and then having sex with various vampires.	What's a night in Vegas without a banana fight?!	Jordan talks me into putting on makeup so I can blend in with the rest of the hookers.
A job well done. (?)	Jordan marvels at the fact that I'm wearing heels. I trip headfirst over a bellhop moments later.	Why I'm actually in Vegas: Packing thousands of gift bags for rich people!
We don't have sisters.	So this sort of thing entertains us.	For a person who doesn't know how to gamble AND doesn't sleep with strippers, brunch is definitely the best part of Vegas.
I kept inching towards the stage, but he kept telling me not to stand so close to him. Jerk!	Typical Vegas bar. Don't order from the top shelf or they make you get it yourself.	Our organization got us in here for free. You should go if you're a guy because...
Half-naked girls dance on the balconies!	And...rappel from the ceiling? Whatever floats your boat, I guess.	How to not get arrested: Intimidate the cops with your muscles.
Winners of "The Least Attracive Pose Involving Two Girls In Front of a Pole" award. Thank you very much.	A touching "Lady and the Tramp" moment...with a strip of zucchini. Ew.	On this flight home, a hungover lady in front of me...used her barf bag. MMM, that's good Vegas!