My good friend Hale and his son, Jason, and I leave for a guys only trip to the desert. We fly in to Las Vegas.
We arrive at the airport and pick up our Jeep Wrangler. It's one of the new models. We head into the heart of the STRIP.
Traffic was awful.
We checked out the local talent; well, not really.
And got out of town, early the next day.
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