Well, I'm back from Vegas, and all I can say is this: My girls and I had a blast.
From watching the two dark and handsome Italian twins at the pool at Caesaers (Holla!) to flashing other drivers from the back of our limo (and, ehem, it wasn't with our cameras), we all had a blast.
In fact, we're planning on making it an annual sojourn. Y'all are welcome to crash in our room, provided you bring along some booze and can hop in and out of the shower in 10 minutes flat.
I'm going to try and write one little vignette each day this week to give you some of the flava- flav of just what went down in Sin City.
Well, I'll at least tell you the stuff we've all agreed to share with others.
Oh, Dontcha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?