| I had a great idea one weekend to go to Vegas with my friend (some other broad) without my girlfriend knowing. We had a great night the first night and got pretty drunk as usual. The next night was a different story. I think we both got rufied or something but we both blacked out that night while we were at 54. We both woke up
in our hotel room but had no idea what happened that night or how we got back. Apparently while we were sleeping or at some point during the night while we were out completely blacked out, someone jacked all our stuff. The problem is neither of us had any way to get home (we drove but didn't have gas money) or any family that could wire us money. So the only person to have come bail me out was my girlfriend and she was able to get one of my credit cards from my apartment back home and fly out (of course on me) to bring me the credit card to check out and put gas in my car to drive home. The problem was when I somehow had to explain why I was in Vegas with this broad. It was a pretty awkward ride home and she left me as soon as we got back... but Friday was definitely worth it.
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