Me: Oh yeah?
Dave: But he wasn't asleep because he was drunk; he was just relaxed because he was getting massaged.
Dave: I tried to talk the bouncers out of throwing him out but they didn't believe me. So we end up getting on the courtesy shuttle at about 10:30. It was a school bus and they had two maitre de's as you know, hostesses.
Me: Were they hot?
Dave: Oh, they were so fucking hot. As we drove down the main strip they had their bare asses hanging out the window and me and my buddy were hanging out the next windows slapping their asses. We were the only ones on the bus.
Me: Oh really?
Dave: Yeah and all of the people on the strip were taking pictures of us. I'd love to get one of those pictures.
Me: Me too.
Dave: They told us they wanted to meet up with us after they got off of work at 12:30 so we made plans to meet up at the bar we left.
Dave: We went back there at 12:30 but they never showed up.
Me: Did you really expect them to show up?
Dave: They seemed so interested.
Me: Is it possibly because they were paid to be interested?
Dave: Yeah, you're probably right.
Dave: You know, most of the girls that go to bike week aren't that good looking.
Me: Except for the ones that are paid to be there?
Dave: Ha ha ha ha, I think you're right.