Jimmy leans back in his chair and clears his throat. “The last time we were in Vegas, the most amazing thing happened to us.”
Mike chortles. “Yea, you have to hear this,” he says with a smirk. George, Thomas, and I sit up and listen.
“This was… what? Several months ago? I arranged Mike’s bachelor party to be in Vegas. Only, things didn’t go as planned with the bride and the wedding.”
Jimmy passes a glance at Mike, who nods solemnly.
“But we decide to have the bachelor party anyways. It’s a bachelor party without a wedding.”
We nod collectively.
“So early one morning, we get into an elevator and there’s this woman in there. She’s kind of good looking, probably in her late 30’s or early 40’s. Good looking for her age. And she starts talking to us, asking us if we’re having a good time in Vegas, blah blah blah.
“I tell her that we’re here for Mike’s bachelor party, only it’s a bachelor party without a wedding. She goes, ‘Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that.’ And she continues to try to console him throughout the elevator ride.
“Finally, the elevator stops on our floor. We get out, but she holds the doors open and continues talking to us, like she doesn’t want the conversation to end. I’m thinking, ‘Okay, that’s kind of odd, but I guess she’s just really friendly.’
“Then she says to us, ‘Have you boys seen a pair of boobs today yet?’
“We answer, ‘Um, no…’
“‘Well, okay, here you go!’ she says. And she pulls open her blouse… and flashes us! Right there and then. In the elevator. Full on boobs!”
“OH MAN!!” We all roar. “THAT’S SO FUCKIN’ COOL!”
“Yea! It totally made our morning!” Mike adds with a big smile on his face.
Jimmy nods. “They were a great pair of boobs. As perfect as they come. And I mean, wow, that kind of thing NEVER happens! And it happened to us! It was definitely very cool. After that, the whole day was fantastic. It was like the day was blessed by those pair of boobs. And… we even saw her again on the elevator later that day!”
“Whoa! Did she flash you guys again?” George asks with eyes wide in wonder.
“No. But she did try to get other random girls in the elevator to flash us. She kept telling these random girls, ‘Hey, this guy just lost his fiancée. Cheer him up and show him your boobs!’ The other girls didn’t. But man, that woman was awesome.”
“Next time we go to Vegas, we gotta use that story again!” Mike winks.
“Wow.” George leans back in his chair and looks up at the ceiling. “That is like, the greatest Vegas story ever.” Jimmy and Mike share a nod.
What is the greatest Vegas story you’ve ever heard?