Palms Bling, Cannot Even Sing

I got no bling and I sure can’t sing or shake my thing, but for some bucks I can pretend to have the ability to do all that and more. The Palms, a Maloof Casino Resort may be the ticket to the most hedonistic stay in the world. The specialty suites cover the rainbow of useless accoutrements. In most there is metal show showers, if I show anything I could ruin the party. All I need for the Erotic Suite is to match the leather and metal in attire and I am ultra sexy. Of course that maybe only if I can afford the $$ for the suite, the stripper pole I most likely cannot afford to staff.

I certainly would like to see the Celebrity Suite with its massive TV’s and full bars, bet I can pick up friends easy if I mention that it is mine for the night. I just might not like my new friends. To show off my fading athletic skills I would chose the Hardwood Suite with its indoor basketball court, let me win or you’re out! Funny but I remember when having a bathrobe in my room was a sure sign of climbing up from a hostel. Sure do remember great conversations when all that was available was a bunkbed.