Do you
know how many idiots are injured by burrows in Las Vegas every year?
I don't know either, but it's got to be thousands. People think they
are cute and stop in the middle of the freakin desert, get out of their
cars, and attempt to put little Johnny on the back of this cute little
donkey for a quick photo opp. Morons.
Dehydration
and sun stroke. Yes, this is the desert. The real thing. It's not like
in the movies. And never believe anyone who tells you it's hot but you
don't feel it because it is dry here. It's like sticking your head in
an oven. Dry allright ... Drink water if you come here. Lots of water.
And for heavens sake wear a hat and sunscreen when you go outside.
Polyestermelt.
That's related to the one above. It's when you are idiotic enough to
wear polyester in Las Vegas and it welds right to your skin.
Being rolled.
If you've never been to Las Vegas, then Las Vegas Boulevard or Main
Street is a site to behold at any hour of the day or night. It's the
perfect place to idiot watch. You've got to picture this: Tourists (obviously)
by the truckload, half staggering from casino to casino with their little
(and sometimes big) bucket of coins in one hand, a bottle of beer or
a drink in the other hand, and of course, the signature series fanny
pack strapped securely about their waist with the pack actually on the
fanny side. I don't mean to say at all that Las Vegas is not a safe
city .. but boy do some of these idiots make it awful tempting to otherwise
law abiding "residents of the streets" ...
Head trauma.
Spitting on the dice for luck is a big no-no with certain crap dealers
in this town :-)