We went to vegas and came back unmarried (barely) V.2

I have returned from Las Vegas unscathed although mildly brain-damaged. It may be time for an alcohol break, methinks.

While you will not get the details of the Bachelor/ette party we attended, I will share some things that I learned this trip. Because, Vegas. It gets you.

• Do not, under any circumstances shout "Make me a drink, BITCH" to your friends if there is a cocktail waitress in your vicinity. It won't end well.
• When trying to gain the attention of a group of men, shouting "HEY WHITE PEOPLE" usually helps.
• The restroom at Mix in Mandalay Bay is what Vegas is all about. Peeing with a view of the strip from the highest floor of THEHotel is what Vegas means to me.
• Don't try to help the drunk douchey guys by telling them there is a free tram because THEY LITERALLY DON'T WALK ANYWHERE.
• The cab drivers usually don't want to be your friend, no matter how hard you try.
• Do not try to remove temporary tattoos with a magic eraser. You will probably get a chemical burn.
• Consistently reassure your friends, "I won't blog about this, I swear."
• Do the thing you are supposed to do with the bride to-be, even if it horrifies you. For more information, visit this post.

This pretty much sums up that last bullet point.