I got crushed in the poker...

I got crushed in the poker room at Wynn, and I was already pretty wasted when I decided to go to Cheetahs. It seemed a bit different from the last time I was there, but that could have been because I was so drunk. Some skanky strippers tried to glom onto me as I ordered my drink (ginger ale), but I ignored them looking for a hotter chick. Unfortunately, it was slim pickings, and I was not impressed with the selection. I'll stick with some of the better Vegas clubs.