I've got this friend that is the Ayolatolla of car painters.
The German paint makers pay this guy a fortune to represent their products and get body and paintshops dialed in.
But that's another story.
He stops by my house and asks if I want to go to Vegas with him to an automotive parts convention. I say "sure, when?"
He says: right now, Glasurate Paint is paying for everything.
Ok, I pack and we head for the Burbank airport.
Who joined us was 3 guys that worked under him that were all Jehovas Witnesses. These 3 guys had wifes that were 10's with no arguement. Babes beyond any description of beauty. Their wives kissed them goodby and we departed.
One of them said they all had never been to Las Vegas, and that the head of his kingdom hall said to: "beware of those who would lead them astray."
That was totally lost on me.
As soon as the flight leveled off, I had Margaritas in their hands,,, and they protested,, but drank them anyway.
When we arrived in 'Vegas,,, we walked to the rental car counter,, and seeing this was on Glassurate,, I asked for a Caddillac Firewood, Driftwood, or any kind of big Caddy they had.
They had one and we all piled in.
My painter friend took the wheel and we headed outta town.
In the distance,, I could see a red flashing light on the horizon.
The Jehovas Witnesses protested that we should'nt be heading out of town,, but we kept heading deep into the desert.
The painter friend Mark,, said: "I always wanted to do this" and slammed the pedal to the floor.
The Caddy flew down the highway.
We arrived at a bar that had a sign that lit up the night with "GIRLS". Mark slammed on the brakes in the dirt parking lot across the street we did a 180 spin in the parking lot with the fake wire wheels seperating from the Caddy and bouncing in the light of the headlights off into the dust and darkness.
We went in,, then one of the strippers came up and grabbed her boobs,, and squirted all over the JW's.
They loved it,, sat down,,, and I was buying. What a night!!
The bigger the bill the better the thrill, and the JW's were in full fun mode.
One girl came out and was fireing ping pong balls outta her panty taco,,, and the JW's were finally corrupted,,, they went bad,,,
Later we checked into the hotel, I taught them Craps and Black Jack we and had them convinced that free cocktails were the law in Nevada at the casino and we couldn't pull them away,,,
On the flight back,, they all approached us begging us not to mention a thing to their wifes.
Sure,,, my lips are sealed,,,