First trip of the new year is on! I flew in to Las Vegas yesterday for a story on the new years resolutions of Las Vegas showgirls. This means a week in Sin City, all expenses paid!
Well, I don't know if my first few hours here will be any indication of the rest of the trip, but let's just say that I'm having second thoughts. I get in my cab at the airport, and my cab driver is a complete weirdo. He introduces himself as Madagascar Manny. I seriously thought we were going to be in an accident before I had the chance to blow my chips at the Slots o’ Fun. It seems that Madagascar Manny couldn’t keep his eyes on the road. You see, the cab was rigged with a video camera. I thought it was for my Taxicab Confessions, but Manny was really just recording his audition tape for a new reality TV show – Paradise Goat Island…while speeding down Tropicana Avenue.
And then to top it off, he farts on his heated seat. It was like microwaving a turd. This trip can only get better, right?
