The date was August 8, 2004, and Danielle was the last official member to turn 21! The ghetto bouncers decided it was time for some debauchery, and Tahoe called upon them to celebrate. This outting like many others would not be complete, as L'il Amber would be absent, but there in spirit. So they packed up the new ghetto mobile, a black 1999 Subaru Impreza (WRX wannabe), and made the hour and a half trek to the Tahoe basin. There they firmly planted their asses at the dopest pimp pad in all of America, The Block. Its cheap room rates, and cozy ghetto atmosphere made the bouncers feel right at home. Upon arriving they were greeted by blaring music eminating from the lobby, and the ultimate snow boarder, lay back, lounge around attitude. They received a gift bag of goodies that contained two single serving boxes of fruit and grain harvest cereal, single servings of tylenol or something like it, and some coupons or adds. They soon learned of the rooftop hot tub, and the outdoor barbecue. Their room was atop the staircase in the dark scary corner where no light reached after sundown. But they opened the door an entered anyway. It was nice; small, cozy, cheap, and magnificent for the night that lay ahead. the vanity was adorned with tow separate bottles of sex lotion, or sex something rather, one for males,a nd one for females. Next to the bottles was a threatening note that read, "If the bottle is removed from this doily you will be charged for the bottle of sex lotion." Needless to say they didn't dare touch it. They settled in, and prepared for a night filled with gambling and drinking. Then out they went across the street and over a block to Harrah's Casino. Guys whistled as they passed by in cars, and the girls all giggled with delight. Enter they did, get the frequent gambler card they did, get the free deck of casino cards they most definitely did! Time to cash in the big bills for tiny quarters and nickels that would win the big bucks. They sat at the quarter machine for a while, but soon realized that you can fly through $40 really quickly a quarter at a time. Genie and Jewelry Man Joe (who knows what the game is really called) turned out to be the best games in the world. Both had chances to bet on multiple lines, and both offered chances to win in a bonus game. Jewelry Man Joe gave everybody a chance to pick out several boxes and to win whatever was inside; if you picked a diamond you won double what was inside all the boxes - it proved to be quite easy to win double, and this excited the first time gamblers! The cocktail waitress came by and served up a margarita for D'nell, a screw driver for Jennydriver, and Sex on the Beach for the one who's prolly had sex on the beach. Soon enough $40 disappeared, and it was time to settle into the nickel slots, which last longer but never really result in big money. Here the cocktail waitress served up more margaritas all around, and a long island iced tea for jennydriver who really wanted to get messed up since there was a long night ahead. It was time to venture to a new casino, so across the street to Harvey's they headed. They played for a little while, and decided to venture upstairs to the "club" that was supposedly upstairs. Up the elevator, and down, and up and down... no club, but the elevator was nice! It never went to the top floor though - weird, like the twilight zone or something. Soon hunger set in, and the adventure came to be the search for food that was open. They found a nice restuarant somewhere in the basement of Harvey's and sat down to eat. A little tipsy from the drinks that had been consumed, they laughed at everything and thoroughly enjoyed the overpriced food. It was awesome! going back up to the casino floor proved to be dangerous as now some guy started hitting on the girls, so they left and went to prospector pete's shitty hole in the wall casino - it was no bueno, so they left again. At this time almost all were worn out. D'nell was the only one with money left to gamble, and she kept on winning, deservedly so; it was her birthday afterall. They walked back to The Block, and decided that more drinks needed to be consumed. Jennydriver has a high tolerance and was no longer buzzed at all, so she drove to the safeway there in town. Only to find out that they don't sell alcohol after 2 am! But the alcohol aisle stocker pointed them in the direction of safeway across the california/nevada border, that would sell any time. So they traveled onto nevada territory in search of safeway that would sell them some alcohol. D'nell thoroughly enjoyed her margaritas in the casino, so they bought some sauza margaritas! Oh so yummy! Back in the hotel room, becca got faded, and jenny and d'nell laughed at her as she began to pass out on the bed. They drank on into the wee morning hours when the sun began to rise outside the windows. It was time for bed, so finally they crashed out, and went to bed. And here you think the story ends, but it goes on. In the morning they got up, and checked out to avoid paying any fees. They received complementary cans of energy drink. this was no ordinary energy drink though - it was a precious can of "Whoop Ass" (registered trade mark of Jones Soda Corp.) Only the coolest energy drink ever! Not so good tasting as some of the others, but it's not every day you get to open a can of Whoop Ass! They drove off, giving farewell to The Block. On the passage home they viewed the lake, and stopped for some breakfast at the local grocery store. Then they made the long tiresome journey home, reminiscing of the night they had! It was the bestest birthday bash ever thrown by the ghetto boucners! It shall go down in the history books! |
