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HThe Third Email From My New BFF, Dr. Zibbs!I

Once again, if you didn’t read the previous posts, this won’t make a lot of sense, but I’ll refresh everyone’s memory anyways.

Dr. Zibbs held a contest, and the winner would become his new best friend and receive 5 emails from him recounting the adventures they’d have together.  I was blessed by Jesus and won the competition!

So now I’m receiving emails from Dr. Zibbs that recount our adventures, and fortunately for him, I had the digital camera to back up his stories!

If you recall, his last email placed us in Las Vegas, surrounded by people like Carrot Top and Criss Angel and other lesser-known celebrities who aren’t talented enough to make it outside of Vegas. The story continues.

..To hell with the Elvis impersonators! Let’s just go into the Bellagio…. What the hell? I can’t believe they put up that huge sign in my honor. Wasn’t that great?

Oh yeah, that was really cool of them to roll out the red carpet for you. Remember this picture? Remember when they wrote your name in the fountain and you got really excited and ran through the water and kept breaking the fountain streams with your hands until they hauled you away? Hahaha, that was funny, but bailing you out of jail was NOT funny. Remember what jail in Vegas was like? Yeah, hookers and drunk conventioneers everywhere. Did I tell you that I saw Henry Winkler in another cell when I was coming to get you? He didn't look impressed.

And how great was it when we went inside and saw some of the That Blue Yak hotties? Catering to our every need. Damn I’ve got some good looking readers. Hey I’m not complaining.

Okay BFF, I'm looking through the memory card here and I can't see any pictures of hot women in Vegas. I have this picture though, I remember these three guys being pretty stoked to meet you. They couldn't contain their enthusiasm! I'm still kinda peeved that you left with them for so long. You didn't even tell me you were going anywhere, I just turned around from my slot machine and all you guys were gone. You guys must have went and caught a show, because you were gone for hours. It's okay, I'll get over it, but BFF's DON'T leave their BFF's hanging, you know? We need to practice that part.

And we went up to that Night Club, “The Bank”? But how weird was it that we saw some of the guys that read That Blue Yak? Dressed as security guards. As if we didn’t know it was them. I swear they were trying to hone in on your BFF week. You won the contest – not them! Stupid Ingrates!

I don't know what was going on in this picture, but it's the only one I have from "The Bank". I must have been too busy to take any more photos. Whoops. But this is pretty cool, that old security guard just kinda made himself at home on your lap and ate his donuts. Haha, you were squirming and uncomfortable - he must have been heavy! And he didn't even share! He even gave you ten dollars after he was done. What was THAT all about?

As you can see, we were having a blast … I hope Zibbs goes on to tell us about our adventures in Los Angeles after this!! Man, that town was bizarre!

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11 Comments to The Third Email From My New BFF, Dr. Zibbs!

  1. Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 12:54 PM | Permalink

    Zibbs is looking all kinds of creepy standing behind those three fans. Is that his hand gently caressing Lefty’s thigh?

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    Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 1:15 PM | Permalink

    I keep waiting for the photos from the Viva Las Vegas Wedding Chapel.

  3. Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 1:31 PM | Permalink

    I didn’t know that Zibbs was friends with Brady Quinn.

  4. Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 1:45 PM | Permalink

    Mad skillz, Poo, you got mad skillz. Keep ‘em coming!

  5. Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 1:48 PM | Permalink

    Pretty good but did you sell the pics of me with the chicks?

  6. Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 3:03 PM | Permalink

    Zibbs, just let it go. There were no chicks…

    and we don’t think that much less of you.

  7. Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 3:40 PM | Permalink

    The Zibbs fountain is hysterical! Well played, Poo.

  8. Thursday, November 20, 2008 at 3:51 PM | Permalink

    LOVE the Zibbs fountain! Ha ha ha… well played, indeed!!

  9. Friday, November 21, 2008 at 12:36 PM | Permalink

    I love the Zibbs water fountain – and that security guard might be enjoying himself a little too much

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