Vegas.
Big hotels. Bigger city blocks. Even bigger tourists.
Not that I can complain, I looked fucking good down there. Especially according to the the scales in my hotel room, set a judicious 10 lbs lighter.
*Well, maybe I will partake of that international buffet*.
Does anyone really fall for that maybe-you're-not-such-a-fat-bastard-after-all ploy?
Mind you...how often can you get pork dumplings, quesadillas, fish sticks, dry ribs, shrimp cocktail, teryaki and potatoes au gratin all in the same sitting?
oh yeah... and don't forget the PR.
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