What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas.
I few years back, Gigi and I were in Vegas. It had been a long day traveling. I was tired and didn’t feel fresh but didn’t have time for a shower, before a required dinner meeting.
I went to the sink and took a “marine” bath by running a wet cloth all over and brushed my teeth.
I then yelled out, “Honey, do we have any of those butt wipe things?”
“Yes, look in the shave kit.”
I took out what I though was one of those butt things but soon discovered otherwise.
I let out a horrific scream and went tearing around the hotel room naked. My butt was on fire.
“Oh honey,” Gigi said, “you used one of my alcohol swabs.”
I accomplish two things. I certainly was no longer tired, and I was at least clean.
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6 comments:
It's like when they put those clorox wipes on the back of the toilet and don't expect you to use them...
Oh, the visual picture I now have! HA!
aw man - hehehe - that is too funny!
I agree.... " what happens in Vegas SHOULD stay in Vegas!"
Oh my god! Tears are running down my face...and ewwwww!
Reggie Hunnicutt - you are too funny for words.
oh wow ewww
That's hilarious though
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