Fat Jesus aka Mario Bros gone to seed.My Brother-in-Law, who we dubbed Fat Jesus, tagged along with us in Vegas two weeks ago--and brought his slingshot. Who the F brings a slingshot to Vegas? Seriously? He said he never leaves home without some type of weapon. "You never know" -- was his response.
Not sure how a slingshot would help us in an emergency situation, unless we're throwing down with a toga clad Goliath. But I digress...
Thus, he found alternate uses for his beloved "weapon", such as, flinging ice pellets from the balcony in an attempt to hit unsuspecting victims below. Fortunately no one was seriously injured.
And that was the least of the weird shit he did during his sojourn in Las Vegas. But that's another story...
A good time was had by all. Very memorable.
Your Friend,
D.
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