In Vegas, sinning is what it’s all about: it’s why people come here; it’s the very purpose of this city.
Whether your preferred sin is gambling, drinking, sex – or all of the above – there’s no place like Vegas to stoop to new levels of debauchery.
|Las Vegas - the city that never sleeps, because people are too busy "binge sinning."|
In the city that never sleeps, people get their sin on until the wee hours of the morning, most of them pulling on their favorite one-arm bandit, hoping to hit the jackpot that will assuage their guilt and give them a great story to bring to their friends back home who weren’t lucky enough to join them. Of course, gambling stories are just another version of fishing stories. You only hear about the "big" one.
|I love cocktails that come super-sized!|
Perhaps the good people who come to Vegas are over-compensating for their lives back home, where they're good, solid, responsible citizens, dutifully paying their mortgages, flossing their teeth and driving their kids to daycare.
I mean, why confine your sinning to a vacation or long weekend when you have to cram it all into a short period of time?
And when I spread my sins out, I can find time in between to pay penance and atone for my dissolute digressions. (I was raised Catholic. Can you tell?)
|Smoking is for tramps.|
Vaping is for vamps!
Of course, one sin that I've vowed NEVER to repeat is smoking. Smoking's a sin that's no longer in vogue, because it's dirty and trashy. Vaping is not only healthier -- it's sexier! And vampier!
But you’ll have to wait until next week. I’m getting up the courage to confess all. . .