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[Nabubrush]

Hey, you can be on our team!

[AugustWest]

Anyway, just keep in mind that he will read all of these posts upon his return, and he would like to remind you all that he is an angry and vengeful Jough.

Not that I can't kick his ass. ;)

Meh.  He'll be an angry and vengeful Jough no matter what we do.  I say we drink his booze and flirt with his girlfriend.

How you doin', Sara?

[sara]

OMG I swear if I get admin powerz I will smoke your monkey asses.

[V-Adore]

Hey now. No need for crass pick-up lines, boys! Make her feel at home, doggs!

so telling Dad on all of you

[AlohaDawg]

Now how would the dirtiest dudes in town deal with a new arrival and make her feel at home?

[Pedro Picasso]

Now how would the dirtiest dudes in town deal with a new arrival and make her feel at home?

By sending her a mix CD.  How else?

Maybe something with the Jerky Boys.  They're the ruuuuuuuuudest.

[sara]

So you're saying you guys are the dirtiest dudes in town? Town being the internet?

If so, this town is as lame as Vegas.  NEW Vegas, with the family rides and theme buffets.  Which is as exciting as "New Coke."

I'm an old Vegas kinda girl.  You know, the lonely grifters shuffling up and down the strip, living out of tiny motels where they bolt the TV to one table and the remote to another, where you save up quarters for the Magic Fingers beds so you can watch yourself and the hooker you've just hired for $25 an hour on the mirror on the ceiling that's caked with soot and cigarette smoke, trying to avoid that permanent moist spot on the bed, having to peel back your hair from the sticky headboard, grinding out a living at the blackjack table day after day, counting cards to get a half a percent edge on the "house", guzzling down watered down drinks to calm your frazzled nerves, using your miniscule winnings to save up so that you can buy a handgun out of the trunk of some guy's car and go back to your motel room, let those Magic Fingers do their magic one last time, stare up at your long sad face in the funhouse ceiling mirror, and blow your widening bald spot to Allah.

You know, that Vegas.

[jay-ell]

you save up quarters for the Magic Fingers beds so you can watch yourself and the hooker you've just hired for $25 an hour on the mirror on the ceiling that's caked with soot and cigarette smoke, trying to avoid that permanent moist spot on the bed...guzzling down watered down drinks to calm your frazzled nerves, using your miniscule winnings to save up so that you can buy a handgun out of the trunk of some guy's car and go back to your motel room, let those Magic Fingers do their magic one last time, stare up at your long sad face in the funhouse ceiling mirror, and blow your widening bald spot to Allah.

No way this isn't Jough in disguise.  Nobody else has that kind of flair.  

And if she does, marry her.  You'll never do any better.

[Carlos del Vaca]

I'm an old Vegas kinda girl.

Try Reno, then.  (Or so I'm told.  Haven't made the trip myself yet.)

[slink]

You know, that Vegas.

I have always wanted to experience that Vegas. Chances are so painfully slim now of course. Hell I admit it I just want to do a Fear and Loathing visit there some day. But it won't be fun nowadays.

Reno huh. Hmmmm.

[V-Adore]

I have to agree with Jamie: either sara is actually Jough, or Jough should elope with her, like, right now. No question.

[sara]

Jough should elope with her, like, right now. No question.

And we can honeymoon in Vegas!  Just like what's his name!

[Limmo]

Circus Circus.  Eeesh.  Two years ago, I felt like I would leave with some kind of weird fungus if I brushed against anyone there.  But it was  pretty much the only room available in town ( a half-suite, no less ) when I drifted in off the road.

[wombat]

If Jough won't marry her, I will.  I hear they'd let us do it in Massachusetts now.

[Carlos del Vaca]

Asherdan, I'm with you.  Vegas isn't quite what it used to be, but it's still a wretched hive of scum and villainy, if you give it a chance.  Be sure to visit Casino Royale, a bit of old-school Vegas dirtiness tucked in the middle of the shiny, flashy Strip.  I'm sure there have been offers to buy it and tear it down--if not from people wanting to develop a new mega-hotel on the spot, then from Caesars Palace across the street just so they don't have to have it in the same neighborhood.  But it persists.