Random musings of an ex-pat Chicagoan, now living in Texas. A legend in her own mind.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Packing for Vegas Baby, Vegas
I have my suitcase mostly packed for Vegas. It's hard to determine what one will need in Las Vegas, Satan's Anus (20 pts. if you know that reference).
So far I have the essentials. Little black dress. Little Black Book. Sky high stilettos. Swiss Army Knife. A copy of the U.S. Army Survivial Guide. Hairspray. A copy of the movie Hairspray. Fourteen pre-fabricated excuses to send to friends and family in case something goes awry. Freeze dried astronaut food. A snorkel. A bikini. A feathered head dress. A stick-on tattoo that says "Do not let me get a tattoo" and anti-marriage repellent.
Think I covered everything?
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