Well hello, it has been awhile for me to post. Michelle, the delicate hot lady that she is told you her version of vacation; but here is the real version. Our original flight was delayed an hour due to some kid dancing on the airport heater. This impressed the pilots and they said they didn't want to leave until the kid was done. An hour later we were off. We landed with Michelle gripping my hand so hard because she thought she saw Wayne Newton...we didn't. The next day we did appreciate the sun, which we only get a couple days a year in Idaho. On Tuesday we left bright and early to Phoenix that way Michelle could sleep and not sing her terrible road songs...jk. We pulled into where my interview was held a tad early. We decided to eat at the Taco Bell. I just knew it would help my chances to have the runs and gas in the interview, naturally I thought of the Bell. We crashed at my Grandparents that night, listening to my Grandma brag about how hot she was when she was 18...ackward. Ok she didn't brag she is just a great jokester and we love them. Then we were off, back to Vegas.
The next day we hit up some casinos to end our being broke streak. We tried winning it big on the penny slots. We ending up winning about $1,310. We were in aww and skipped like school children through the casino. We ended up knocking some bewildered old lady right off her feet. She said she wouldn't press charges if we gave her $1,309. We both thought that it was so odd that she would pick that number. Only 1 dollar less than what we just won. Oh well, we paid her and went back on our way.
Michelle's flight was not delayed or broken. The truth is she could not pass security because the metal detectors kept beeping on her. She received a tattoo that had real silver ink in it. It is a cute little tattoo of a stingray stabbing the crocodile hunter in the heart. I thought it was a little harsh, but whatever. So it took her 6 hours to go through security. What happens in Vegas for Michelle does not stay in Vegas.
As for me the following few days, I won some money on basketball, witnessed two fights at a spectacular hockey game; one with the players and one in the crowd, became deaf from my sister yelling at the stupid teenage girls in front of us that would not shut up, and dance on the jumbo screen for 30 seconds to please the crowd from all the hostility. What can I say I am a pacifist. Then, Sunday I came back to hell...I mean rexburg. There must be something wrong with the keyboard.
Anyway, that is the real version of our vacation.