I was lucky enough to visit Vegas for a short, blurred 3 days with a friend.
We ended up at a bar/strip bar (I’m female) so I must have been drunk to have even been there and then we started doing Jaeger shots. About an hour later I said to my friend I was feeling ill and that we should go back to the hotel. Well the taxi ride didn’t help and as soon as we got to the hotel I ran out of the taxi and started vomiting all over the big white pillars of the hotel
The staff came and made my friend put me in a wheelchair! I woke up the next day on the floor of the hotel room. My friend filled me, I was mortified by the details.
The next night (my vomit still on the pillars) we went to see the show Ka, so being a sucker for punishment I went to the bar and got two giant beers, the bartender joked and asked if they were both for me and I said ‘of course not’ he replies with ‘oh yeah you’ll probably be in a wheelchair tonight’ and I laughed and said ‘Actually I was in a wheelchair last night!’
Maybe you had to be there...