While partying in Vegas at the Hard Rock I met a few girls and ended up in their room drinking shots of Jack and snorting lots of coke! One of the girls gave me a pill and I took it without hesitation. The next thing I remembered security was waking me up as I was lying curled up in the room where the ice machine was. I was covered in vomit and I had no shoes and no shirt on. I was asked by security to leave the hotel and when I told them I was a guest, they asked to see my room key. When I reached in my pocket it was gone along with my ID and all my money! I was so fucked up I couldn’t remember my room number or even who’s name my room was under. I was being escorted outside and luckily I happened to bump into my buddy. He explained that I was staying with him and then put me to bed. The next day I woke up and told my buddies that those bitches probably robbed me! Unfortunately most of the previous night’s events were a big blur and I couldn’t find their room or even remember what they looked like. Vegas Baby, Vegas!