bright lights firing souls

This Memorial Day weekend I decided to commemorate the lives of fallen soldiers everywhere by going to Las Vegas. Pouring out a little liquor (then catching it in my mouth before it hits the ground) for all the cats, who for some reason, chose to fight and protect our freedom. Whatever the fuck that means.

Actually, I didn't have one single thought about soldiers or the military. I was just getting fucked up, really really fucked up! I was losing money and losing my mind. Consumed with intense infatuation and grandiose abhorrence for the city built on sin; myself, Raft, Vic, Myron, Lorenn, and the man of the hour Mustafa terrorized the strip. Almost having to fuck up some drunk clowns, stealing a 1/2 gallon of Grey Goose from Tao, drinking from our flasks at the bar, destroying and enlightening the nights of many stuck up bitches, winning and losing too much money, cussing out rich bastards who pay 10,000 dollars for a table, letting casino workers know they ain't shit and to take my money happily without attitude (BITCH!), wondering why Raft is in the hospital and why Lorenn can't concentrate when he's juiced, wondering why Vic is staying in our small ass room at the Riviera when he put up 200 dollars for a suite at the Venetian, Myron throwing up in front of security guards and bartenders, and Mu forcing the issue and finally getting a win, everything else can stay in LV.

We all ventured home from Vegas with our egos decimated, strenuous insomnolence, and our bodies aching and polluted by enough alcohol to get us fucked up every Friday and Saturday night for the rest of our lives. I always tend to leave Vegas broke and of very poor health but it's like the pain of a tattoo or piercing it's absolute pleasure. That fucking place is everything every song about Las Vegas professes.

The reason we all went to Vegas is because Mustafa (Mu) will be departing for dental school this June and as he put it "We have to kick it hard one last time before I go to jail for four years." So we did! Good luck Mu you fucking asshole clown! You know we'll be out in Nashville soon to tear that fucking city apart. Wrap it up hoe!