Wish me luck, boys! Hopefully, I can catch the start of the season in one of their Sports Bars. I hear they have lovely beaches in Vegas. I'll bring you back a stick of rock. See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya!
I'm expecting HIAG to come back hitched to some drag act he picked up in a seedy vegas show who he's married in a drunken stooper in the "Liberace Chapel of Love" by Elvis.
Get on the beak, it'll end up like Hangover 3, Mrs HIAG might end up on the right end of a dildo. Avoid the poker tables in the big casinos btw love - you'll get mugged right off.
At the hotel near Gatwick. We have to be up at 5:30pm, to drive to the car parking facility, and start the laborious checking-in process for 7:30am. This is the reason I don't fly long distance very often. That, and the fact that you can't get very far on a burger-flipper's salary. Will be glad to get there after the 10 hour flight.
I always suspected that you spent most of the day scratching your dildo in bed. It explains the 3am rants. Still, a rare treat for you to book a hotel airport so you can lie in until late afternoon.
