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I just opened a forum on my site offering free club passes and this is part of the response i got. Its a kind of long one about the porn slappers along the strip... its helarious
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"Heres a story that I will never forget about those annoying porn slappers along the Vegas strip!
It was our last night staying at Imperial Palace and all week the porn slappers have been flicking their tickets in my face. Why should I expect anything different tonight? Of course on our way to the deuce ready for a night out at moon I get the familiar snap in the face! This gets old real quick ya know! Im really fed up with these guys but ya know what its my last night out and Im going to just ignore it. we finally arrive at the palms after a quick bus transfer and make our way to the elevator. Up we go into a packed club. There were lights everywhere; lasers, strobes, spots, weird things on the wall you know, the works. The club was amazing the balcony had a fantastic view and we enjoyed our night hitting on girls from a couch we claimed... Dead front and center. I could go on about moon but thats for another time.
After a few overpriced drinks we made our way back to the hotel a bit early as we had a 6 am flight to catch. As soon as I get off the deuce who am I greeted by? Of course! None other than Pablo Porn Slapper! SNAP SNAP right in my face! URG! Way to and a great night huh? As I walk by his friend (ill let you name this one) snaps his card, who by the looks of it was once a man, mumbles something to me.. god knows what it was. Feeling a little buzzed I just had to make fun with this guy, I mean come on it was my last night and who knows when Id return. I turned around and calmly asked (insert stereotypical name here) Cuanto dalores para tu madre? I dont really speak Spanish but F--- You! in all languages sound the same to me. Immediately I was surrounded by half of Mexico and encountered a barrage of bad business card porn. Man if I didnt have a long sleeve shirt on I could have got some really bad paper cuts! As I tried to get away all I could hear was shrieks of laughter from the crowd still at the scene, my friends included!
Finally back at the room my friends arrived a little later with tape and about 100 porn cards each. They began to tape them together and made me a Vegas style porn poster. Ill never forget this day... the day I was attacked by porn."
(Dead link: http://www.cheapvegasclubs.com/apps/forums/show/755098-vegas-stories)
"Heres a story that I will never forget about those annoying porn slappers along the Vegas strip!
It was our last night staying at Imperial Palace and all week the porn slappers have been flicking their tickets in my face. Why should I expect anything different tonight? Of course on our way to the deuce ready for a night out at moon I get the familiar snap in the face! This gets old real quick ya know! Im really fed up with these guys but ya know what its my last night out and Im going to just ignore it. we finally arrive at the palms after a quick bus transfer and make our way to the elevator. Up we go into a packed club. There were lights everywhere; lasers, strobes, spots, weird things on the wall you know, the works. The club was amazing the balcony had a fantastic view and we enjoyed our night hitting on girls from a couch we claimed... Dead front and center. I could go on about moon but thats for another time.
After a few overpriced drinks we made our way back to the hotel a bit early as we had a 6 am flight to catch. As soon as I get off the deuce who am I greeted by? Of course! None other than Pablo Porn Slapper! SNAP SNAP right in my face! URG! Way to and a great night huh? As I walk by his friend (ill let you name this one) snaps his card, who by the looks of it was once a man, mumbles something to me.. god knows what it was. Feeling a little buzzed I just had to make fun with this guy, I mean come on it was my last night and who knows when Id return. I turned around and calmly asked (insert stereotypical name here) Cuanto dalores para tu madre? I dont really speak Spanish but F--- You! in all languages sound the same to me. Immediately I was surrounded by half of Mexico and encountered a barrage of bad business card porn. Man if I didnt have a long sleeve shirt on I could have got some really bad paper cuts! As I tried to get away all I could hear was shrieks of laughter from the crowd still at the scene, my friends included!
Finally back at the room my friends arrived a little later with tape and about 100 porn cards each. They began to tape them together and made me a Vegas style porn poster. Ill never forget this day... the day I was attacked by porn."
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