Trent: They're gonna give daddy the Rainman suite, you dig that?
Mike: Do you think we'll get there by midnight?
Trent: Baby, we're going to be up five hundy by midnight!
Trent: Vegas baby! Vegas!
I'll be on a blog hiatus til at least Tuesday due to the bachelor party. Not that this actually matters to anyone.
I'm also extremely confident in my ability to quote lines from the casino scenes in "Swingers" at least once every half hour for the entire duration of my trip.
Trent: Look at this, okay? I want you to remember this face, here. Okay? This is the guy behind the guy behind the guy.
Til next week, remember these things: Being rude to girls still works after elementary school, a "drinking problem" isn't a problem if you can afford it and you can remain in decent health, and hesitation is the key to going home alone. Oh and forget what the style experts tell you; always underdress. You don't care about convention, hell, you haven't washed this t-shirt in months! Apathy wins.
Trent: Baby, that was money! Tell me that wasn't money.
Mike: That was so demeaning.
Trent: She smiled, baby.
Mike: I can't believe what an asshole you are.
Trent: Did she, or did she not smile.
Mike: She was smiling at what an asshole you are.
Trent: She was smiling at how money I am, baby.