MDW + Vegas + Jet = Good Times

Memorial Day Weekend is right around the corner and the only question I have is, what the fuck are you doing? I have an idea, go to Vegas. If you're going, awesome. If not, go assholes. Why? Well, for a few reasons:

1) You can get away with murder.

2) You can have sex with pro's. Not pro athletes but, prostitutes.

3) You can lose your life savings.

4) You can marry a stranger you just met at a blackjack table.

5) You can look like a whore or douche and not be judged.

6) You can do things Mormoms dream of doing...that's pretty much everything.

7) You can die due to your stupidity.

8) You can stay awake for 72 straight hours and not remember a goddamn thing.

9) You can hang at the beach that's really a big ass fucking pool.

10) You can enjoy the best weekend of your life without having to think about it.

Wait, "You can enjoy the best weekend of your life without having to think about it"? Why yes...yes you can. How? All you gotta do is hit up this guy:

You like clubs? Done. Jet will take care of you. You like VIP? Done. Jet will take care of you. You wanna go to a pool party? Done. Jet will take care of you. You wanna "make it rain" hundreds and fifties on a handful of titties? Done. Jet will take care of you.

One guy. One name. One number.

JET: 702.569.3173

He's my man at the Palms and will get you access to every place there and then some. Don't bother waiting in lines with all the other fucks that are looking to have a good time. Just hit up my boy and all your worries and waiting will be taken care of. Hey, if you're lucky, you just might be drinking with a group of banging chicks and hot guys that like how you roll.

Text him. Tell him J-Wunder sent ya and please...don't act like a fucking douche. But if you do, do it when everyone else if fucking drunk.

Trust me. Get hooked up so your weekend can be that much more entertaining...and sexual. Just don't get arrested and blame it on me.

Cheers!