WWJD: Vegas. Juice. Sapphires. What Would Juice Do?
shailynn
They never tell you what you need to know.
If you sat Juice down at Sapphires in Vegas, with $3,000 cash and told him he can’t leave until it’s all spent, what do you think Juice would do?
I know the kitchen would be working overtime churning out chackin fangers and someone would have to run down the street to get more BBQ sauce.
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SJG
SJG
The trip would be delayed several months because Juice's car would break down on the way to the airport, but eventually Shailynn would drive him to the bus station and hook him up with a Greyhound ticket so they could meet up at Sapphire a week or so later.
Once they finally arrived at Sapphire, Juice would start chatting up the bartender and set up a scheme where he would have a "thing" for her and tip her the change for a $100 bill on anything he bought which she would pass back a 50 discreetly folded in a napkin in the hand-off. Then he would get several shots for himself, several each for strippers who would stop by to get that front-room DFK taste out of their mouths, and a few baskets of Sapphire's Distinguished Chawkenfangers (out West, they can never get the pronunciation or spelling quite right)
With the money "spent", Juice would stop by the bathroom to check his stash of napkins before heading off into the night and deciding whether to blow the $1500 on poker tables, Las Vegas' SA lovelies, casino girls, or some combination. Unfolding the napkins, he would realize that the bartender had given him $50s in fucking CLUB CASH!
Out of the real money and not able to even get ones or a drink with the club cash, he would start asking guys walking into the bathroom if they would be willing to change it, but just get some weird looks. A bouncer would walk in, apparently alerted by the troll and just stare straight at Juice, who would figure it might be better to try his luck just spending the club cash.
After some thinking and posts to TUSCL for advice, Juice would figure he might as well just opt for a champagne room and get the real Sapphire's experience he had read so much about on TUSCL. He would interview a few strippers, feel the buzz from the shots starting to wear off, and figure he had better act fast. He would pick one who said she flew out to Vegas from North Carolina a couple of times per month because the guys in North Carolina don't spend no fuckin money, it's not like in Vegas where everyone's here to have fun!
He would start with the "just ask" method and she would tell him the bouncer was standing right next to them, and he had better be careful what he said because the bouncer could overhear. Juice would try greasing the bouncer with one of the 50s, but the bouncer would tell him that he could only spend those on the dancers here.
Let's just say that things wouldn't go as hoped... but from across the room, a guy in a polyester suit would be looking at Juice with a gleam in his eye. The guy would walk over and say hey, kid, you like playing baseball? I greased the bouncer and the bathroom troll, so they're ready for us if you want to go someplace private. There's $500 in it for you and they say the SA girls here in Vegas are surprisingly reasonably-priced...
Then he’d find an all night buffet - and finish the evening by stuffing himself on chicken fingers, waffles and 4 Lokos. He’s pass out - and get rolled out the casino’s service entrance.
Then he’d post about banging a sexy SA girl and how boring we are discussing strip club shit over and over...
SJG