Order yourself up a limousine!
Guess who this guy was waiting for?... They use those fancy eee-lectronical tablets for this now. |
Getting on, one of the big suitcases took a dive off the step, and twisted. So this poor guy was desperately trying to twist, lift, and right the huge bag full of jars of jam and gold bars - before he hit the bottom of the ride.
He made it, but just barely.
Outside the terminal, you climb into a stretch limo and then, basically, pretend you are a rock star.
Unless you actually are a rock star, I suppose. Then, you pretend you are Royal Flusher.
If you have some vital supplies you need to pick up (say, a case of Red Bull, or maybe all of aisle 3 at Lee's Discount Liquor), your driver will be more than happy to make a stop or two wherever you want.
Just remember to take care of your friendly limo driver. Know what I mean?
Because Las Vegas runs on juice.
And by juice I mean the green handshake.
And by green handshake I mean tip your driver for goodness' sake!
Photo courtesy my cousin Dr. Raoul Shiboubou, Penguin wrangler |
For more information, check out Presidential Limo deals on Vegas.com.
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