Gonna set muh soul on fire...

Man, Las Vegas is too damn hot to be trying to get some rubber chicken pictures. Nothing went as smoothly as planned and sadly, it was the pictures that suffered. I did get a few decent ones though, and you'll be able to see them as soon as Dina stops resisting and succumbs to her blog-making ways. I know she wants to make it, I dunno why she has to play this cat-and-mouse game! God, I am dying of heat exhaustion. The things I do for a rubber cock.

Here's some non-Chuck related pics from tonite:

Jeff and Alex enjoying a few moments of A/C on this otherwise hellish night.

HOLY SHIT! THAT'S MY NAME! I know where I'll be on the 8th. Crying about missing out on a deal! :( <---sad face

Chuck was knee deep in titties and chicken bones before he realized he was eating his own kind. Being the BAD MOFO that he is, he spilled a little Schlitz on the floor and kept eating. Shit ain't right.

Seriously? Fuck you, Fremont.

It always ends up here for some reason.

Coochie coochie!

Also, WILLIE Farrell...nice try, Will. I SAID YOU'LL NEVER WORK IN THIS TOWN AGAIN!

I am freaking tired and sweaty and wishing for death, so I'm out. Dina...give the people what they want.

Nite nite sailors.