Well, Pam and I have some pics on our phones that I've forgotten to add to the blog over the past few months, so I figured I'd unload them here before we wrap things up next week. Here ya go:
Our favorite menu from our favorite place to drink on Fremont.
Indeed, I usually was. I did go to La Salle, ya know.
Yes, I look homeless.
Pam usually felt a little less ghetto, and instead decided to destroy her liver with 90% rum and 10% flavors and sugar.
The emasculating urinals.
Hey, it's that Dam we've seen like 3000 times.
Bahahaha, look what the builders of the Hoover Dam called the dam as they were building it.
One time we parked on the top level of the parking garage at the Dam, and this was the temperature we returned to.
Girls Night!
ASS JUICE.
Jeez, can we take her anywhere??
We went to O'Shea's the night before it closed down for good, and they had this big thing you could sign, with the promise that they'd hang up the same sign in the new O'Shea's, whenever that opens up. So when we come back to visit Las Vegas again, we can see proof that we were here. Oh, who am I kidding, I really don't want to come back to Las Vegas.
A crazy extravagant breakfast buffet at the Wynn.
Massive Cinco de Mayo drinks!
My Cinco de Mayo drink was a little less massive, but still Mexican.
The awesome view from the 51's stadium, Cashman Field.
A nice picture of us.
A nice picture of us, ruined.
Life is good when you have Coronas and balloon hats.
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