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Thank you kindly gentlemen. Certifiably top 3? I'm not sure I can live up to that billing.


A story for RJ. When I get to the point where intoxication and tiredness are winning the battle, I will settle for sleeping wherever I am at the moment regardless of the locale. I have crashed on kitchen and bathroom floors without second thoughts. However, I went a little overboard on one occasion in Las Vegas.
We were in Vegas a few years back for a friend's wedding, (pre-Mrs. Mcb) and I had drank quite a few shots of Yeager, tequila and beer at Toby Keith's bar in Vegas. We stumbled over to Coyote Ugly at New York, New York and I continued drinking like there was no tomorrow. The rest of the crowd decided to call in an evening and head back to the hotel, but I HAD to keep dancing with this little hottie. Well, that didn't lead anywhere and it probably had a little to do with my lack of coherency, so I left the bar and started walking down the street towards my hotel. After walking for 30 minutes I could not find my hotel, my phone was dead, and I could not remember the name of the hotel. The abandoned parking lot was as good a place as any to lay down and sleep for awhile before I figured out a way to get back. 10 minutes, an 1 hour, 2 hours later?? who knows how long, I am awakened by two men in a mini-van asking me who I was and what I was doing. "trying to find my hotel" (of course). They asked me for my hotel keycard and I showed it to them and they said they knew it was the Tropicana and they would give me a ride there. Fortunately they were working security and did not abduct me for my organs, but in hindsight I was pretty lucky to make it back with all of my money and with my anal virginity still intact. If you are familiar with Vegas, you can imagine how surprised I was the next day to find out the distance between New York New York and the Tropicana.
I am glad to have Mrs.Mcb with me now to kick me in the ribs when I decide that wherever I am is a good place to sleep.
 
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Thank you kindly gentlemen. Certifiably top 3? I'm not sure I can live up to that billing.


A story for RJ. When I get to the point where intoxication and tiredness are winning the battle, I will settle for sleeping wherever I am at the moment regardless of the locale. I have crashed on kitchen and bathroom floors without second thoughts. However, I went a little overboard on one occasion in Las Vegas.
We were in Vegas a few years back for a friend's wedding, (pre-Mrs. Mcb) and I had drank quite a few shots of Yeager, tequila and beer at Toby Keith's bar in Vegas. We stumbled over to Coyote Ugly at New York, New York and I continued drinking like there was no tomorrow. The rest of the crowd decided to call in an evening and head back to the hotel, but I HAD to keep dancing with this little hottie. Well, that didn't lead anywhere and it probably had a little to do with lack of coherency so I left the bar and started walking down the street towards my hotel. After walking for 30 minutes I could not find my hotel, my phone was dead, and I could not remember the name of the hotel. The abandoned parking lot was as good a place as any to lay down and sleep for awhile before I figured out a way to get back. 10 minutes, an 1 hour, 2 hours later?? who knows how long, I am awakened by two men in a mini-van asking me who I was and what I was doing. "trying to find my hotel" (of course). They asked me for my hotel keycard and I showed it to them and they said they knew it was the Tropicana and they would give me a ride there. Fortunately they were working security and did not abduct me for my organs, but in hindsight I was pretty lucky to make it back with all of my money and with my anal virginity still intact. If you are familiar with Vegas, you can imagine how surprised I was the next day to find out the distance between New York New York and the Tropicana.
I am glad to have Mrs.Mcb with me now to kick me in the ribs when I decide that wherever I am is a good place to sleep.
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5. Stars.

Well played, Mauer. Happy Birthday brother! :cheers:
 
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mcbaseball10
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Thank you kindly gentlemen. Certifiably top 3? I'm not sure I can live up to that billing.


A story for RJ. When I get to the point where intoxication and tiredness are winning the battle, I will settle for sleeping wherever I am at the moment regardless of the locale. I have crashed on kitchen and bathroom floors without second thoughts. However, I went a little overboard on one occasion in Las Vegas.
We were in Vegas a few years back for a friend's wedding, (pre-Mrs. Mcb) and I had drank quite a few shots of Yeager, tequila and beer at Toby Keith's bar in Vegas. We stumbled over to Coyote Ugly at New York, New York and I continued drinking like there was no tomorrow. The rest of the crowd decided to call in an evening and head back to the hotel, but I HAD to keep dancing with this little hottie. Well, that didn't lead anywhere and it probably had a little to do with my lack of coherency, so I left the bar and started walking down the street towards my hotel. After walking for 30 minutes I could not find my hotel, my phone was dead, and I could not remember the name of the hotel. The abandoned parking lot was as good a place as any to lay down and sleep for awhile before I figured out a way to get back. 10 minutes, an 1 hour, 2 hours later?? who knows how long, I am awakened by two men in a mini-van asking me who I was and what I was doing. "trying to find my hotel" (of course). They asked me for my hotel keycard and I showed it to them and they said they knew it was the Tropicana and they would give me a ride there. Fortunately they were working security and did not abduct me for my organs, but in hindsight I was pretty lucky to make it back with all of my money and with my anal virginity still intact. If you are familiar with Vegas, you can imagine how surprised I was the next day to find out the distance between New York New York and the Tropicana.
I am glad to have Mrs.Mcb with me now to kick me in the ribs when I decide that wherever I am is a good place to sleep.
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LOL. Nice.

Happy Birthday, buddy!
 
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