WEDNESDAY!  HUMPDAY!  CHRISTMAS EVE DAY!  Hello everyone, and let us be the first to wish you a merry Christmas from Las Vegas - the birthplace of the baby Jesus (no...seriously!  We saw it at one of the casinos).  Folks, we're here on an extended yuletide fact finding mission and we thought it was easiest to just start alphabetically.  Let's see, "ABC" sounds like little kid stuff, D and F are grades we got too many of in the 3rd grade, E is always silent, and G is, well, GEE it just sounds like you're dumb.  "H" is the way to go and that's where we began.

First there was Harley Davidson.  We stopped by Las Vegas Harley to polish a little chrome, although Kevin was tossed when he asked the sales gal to polish "his" chrome and sit on his UltraGlide.  After that little disaster we were off to Hooters (see, "H" is a pretty damn good letter!).  Everything went fine until Kevin "accidentally" dropped a hot wing on the....ah....er.....hooters of our server and then began licking the sauce off of them.  She came at him like a Howler Monkey on steroids and caught him right below the chin with a flying scissor kick.  He went down like Three Mile Island and it wasn't pretty.

But folks, it wasn't all bad.  Stacy won a 6-pak of Budweiser (still our sponsor - believe it or not) at the Hometown Buffet ("H" baby!).  And back in our room at the motel (really a "mini-suite!")  we have an in-room hot tub!  H, H, H!  Today was all about  the letter H and in spite of the fact most people tell us to F off we're still happy!  Come on, we're in Vegas, we have a 6-pak of ice cold Bud and with a quick phone call we have a few in-room "entertainers" on their way over to heat up the hot tub...

      
Stacy wonders who would actually drive here in a mini-van!         Kevin ran the hostess station while Beth went on break!

      
The entrance fee was only $8 and Stacy won a 6-pak!                  They promised in-room entertainment within 20 minutes!