I'm not sure if I'll get some time to sum up all the events that transpired in vegas this weeked, but I'll try to at some point (leaving out a few of them to protect to innocent (and not so innocent)).
Probably the highlight of the trip for me at least was on the drive back we stopped off at the state line to pee. I had taken my truck, my brother took his Tempo, and my friend took his Caprice ex-cop car. My truck is a lil down on power so I usually lead to set the pace so they don't end up blasting off without me. I got off the off ramp and and was like "DRY LAKE BED! YES!" and drove right past the casinos and headed straight for the dry lakebed that's next to them. After releiving ourselves in the bushes there we spent the next half hour bustin' out doing some high speed drifting. My truck felt wayyyy good sideways at 60mph. Dry lakebeds are way cool to get sideways on cause they have really consistent grip that's not strong enough to flip you over if you catch an edge or just get a lil out of line. It was totally awesome sliding 45deg at 70mph looking out my side window seeing the huge dust trail and just to the inside seeing Eric sideways in the Caprice in perfect formation like a Blue Angels F-18. Siren blazing n all. It was an extremely impressive sight and I'm sure I'll never forget it. I wish we would have gotten some pictures, although for that one sight, you can't capture anything near the type of image you actually see. The Caprice just looked so gracefull the way it moved. The way the dust flowed around the body and turbulated behind it. It was absolutely bitchen and it's a shame I was the only one who will ever see that, especially in the context I saw it in. After a while of bustin' out the cops (And hotel security from the nearby casino (that was upwind)) came and chased us off saying they have dust control laws in that there county and someone complained. We were leaving anyway.
Also, the first day we were in Vegas, we found the bottom half to a manequin with a hell of a booty on it. EvilMrE got a chuckle out of it himself when he stopped by, liquor in hand, to partake in some of the festivities in the hotel room. I can't even tell you how much amusement we got out of that thing. I brought it home and it's in my room here. I'll take some pictures of it as soon as I don it in lingerie. Kinky as I am, I don't exactly keep ladies lingerie handy.
Probably the highlight of the trip for me at least was on the drive back we stopped off at the state line to pee. I had taken my truck, my brother took his Tempo, and my friend took his Caprice ex-cop car. My truck is a lil down on power so I usually lead to set the pace so they don't end up blasting off without me. I got off the off ramp and and was like "DRY LAKE BED! YES!" and drove right past the casinos and headed straight for the dry lakebed that's next to them. After releiving ourselves in the bushes there we spent the next half hour bustin' out doing some high speed drifting. My truck felt wayyyy good sideways at 60mph. Dry lakebeds are way cool to get sideways on cause they have really consistent grip that's not strong enough to flip you over if you catch an edge or just get a lil out of line. It was totally awesome sliding 45deg at 70mph looking out my side window seeing the huge dust trail and just to the inside seeing Eric sideways in the Caprice in perfect formation like a Blue Angels F-18. Siren blazing n all. It was an extremely impressive sight and I'm sure I'll never forget it. I wish we would have gotten some pictures, although for that one sight, you can't capture anything near the type of image you actually see. The Caprice just looked so gracefull the way it moved. The way the dust flowed around the body and turbulated behind it. It was absolutely bitchen and it's a shame I was the only one who will ever see that, especially in the context I saw it in. After a while of bustin' out the cops (And hotel security from the nearby casino (that was upwind)) came and chased us off saying they have dust control laws in that there county and someone complained. We were leaving anyway.
Also, the first day we were in Vegas, we found the bottom half to a manequin with a hell of a booty on it. EvilMrE got a chuckle out of it himself when he stopped by, liquor in hand, to partake in some of the festivities in the hotel room. I can't even tell you how much amusement we got out of that thing. I brought it home and it's in my room here. I'll take some pictures of it as soon as I don it in lingerie. Kinky as I am, I don't exactly keep ladies lingerie handy.
The trip sounds awesome (some details should just stay in Vegas). And better to have not taken pics, to capture it properly you would have needed a motherfucking helicopter
You can tell us the truth though, you just don't keep lingerie in that size
~Trilo~