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Las Vegas Again. April 20-22

I told you once and I will tell you again just give me one excuse to go to Vegas. Well last weekend someone did. My friends were planning on going to Vegas to go to the Gwen Stafani concert and basically party it up. I couldn't go at first because I had a wrestling match for Deep South Wrestling (DSW) then I got a call from WWE saying I wasn't needed so guess where I was headed. You guessed it back to Vegas for the 3rd time this year.

5 of them took a private jet. I couldn't go because I wasn't back in time from doing an appearance. So 2 of my friends and I made the 4 hour drive. It's actually not as bad as people think. We got to Vegas around 1AM which is prime time and headed to Tao.

We were hooked up. I'm talking bottle after bottle of anything we could think of. We were thinking of going to a bunch of other places but by the time we even thought of leaving it was 4AM. So we went back to our suite at the Playboy club which has a pool size jacuzzi and ended up partying it up there till 6AM.

Friday was mild compared to Saturday. We started at the Playboy Pool which had so many people. They gave us the private pool upstairs that is so freezing cold that you kind don't want to be in it. I was so hung over but as soon as I had my first Miami Vice (that's right I drink fu fu drinks during the day) I felt like a new man. After about 4 hours in the sun half of us were going to Gwen and the other to Ray Ramano and Brad Garret. Yeah it seems like a no brainer on which on to go but since I decided to go to Vegas late the tickets were gone.

I must say Brad Garrett could become the next Micheal Richards. Some of the stuff coming out of his mouth was like did he really just say that. It was so shocking but really funny. Ray came on and I must say he was really bland. Nothing really special and I'm a fan of Everyone Loves Raymond. The gag reel they had at the end was hilirious basically of all their really funny mess ups during the show.

After the show we went to Moon then to the Hugh Hefner Suite for the Gwen Stafani after party. I have to say the suite is bigger than the house I grew up in and so much nicer. The party was kinda weak but we still had a blast. We actually ended up bringing everyone down to our suite and that's when it got crazy. The guy's from Panic at the Disco showed up along with a bunch of people that turned my head. Hell, I saw the Dam triplets who looked amazing. How does a mother and a father produce three 10's at the same time. Amazing!!!

Here's the kicker at around 5AM this girl told me to come to a after party at some club. I said only if I can go in my robe (that's what I was wearing at the time) she said sure. So I decided it's be a good idea to leave the Playboy club get into a taxi and head to a club 20 minutes down the stip to go to a club only in a robe (no shoes btw). We get there and the door guy is like "Are you kidding" This is a classy club I said I know but she said I could come. As I was about to walk in the guy goes "Your not even wearing shoes? You can't come in it's illegal." I said Then give me yours. He's like then what am I supposed to wear. I said go buy some. So we ended up leaving and going home. I think I passed out around 7AM.

The drive home was fine for me because I slept the whole way. Gotta love that.