wow, it's that time again. me and my old friend the motel room. white walls, flowered blankets, stained sheets. this is the last time i ever do this. maybe now i can just do records and live like a king. well i was walking down the streets of vegas thinking about making some money at the slots. oh well that's probably the worst idea i could think of. rooney's and andrew want to go see strippers and all i want to do is get one of those huge hot dogs. so here's the compromise i get my hot dog and we go to bikini bull riding, yeehaw. well we go to the joint and its packed full of hicks. the guy tells us, "not till 10:30 dude." so i decide to browse the casino, what a dump. this is crazy, what am i doing here??? why am i doing this at this old age? i think i want to go home and relax. oh well you wanted this before i guess you better straighten up. hopefully i can fall asleep soon but i doubt it.