I got a Big Dogs mug and I think my dog had one of their collars once, but thats it.
Why do you have to get drunk to go clubbing? You’ll remember much more of the night if you stay sober-ish anyway. And you’ll get to laugh at all the drunk people…
Thats what I do all the time.
Heh, it’s your money honey, just don’t come crying on this thread when you’ve spent a year and a half’s worth of savings and can’t even remember the action. Cos then I’ll call you a dumbass and that’ll really hurt your feelings.
I’ll call him a dumbass anyways.
Errant’s advice is the best so far. (not the shit about his sisters) Drink with your buddies, family, and friends. Vegas is a fun place to visit. The shows are great, the gambling is stacked against you, the food is great, the gambling is stacked against you, prostitution is legal, and the gambling is stacked against you. It was fun to see but there is better things to do with your hard earned cash.
I will bring a camera. Put that shit on youtube. 
Fucking whores while sober is excruciating?
Actually, I gotta ask.
What kinda anti-social motherfucker are you that you only want one friend to be with one of your friends are your 21st?
"Hey, Imma ditch you guys for the last remaining right of passage our culture has so I can spend my time in the most self-centered Gommorah our nation has to offer?
Well the majority of my friends prolly wont be able to come. (military) and my birthday is mid February, most of my friends or my age or younger so they wouldnt be able to do much considering February is early in the year. The only one of my friends that has a B-Day before me is Morgan, but he is in the Navy(God you know I hope he makes Captain) If he is able to come he is invited.
Listen to me, man. Listen carefully:
Fuck Vegas.
Good advice^^^^^^^^^ save you’re money!
Maybe Vegas will be for another time. You know I could go to San Diego and party then go gambling at the Indian Casino. Closer and cheaper.
Q-Dot is dropping some mad truths.
Also, I can’t imagine it being very fulfilling not remembering your 21st birthday, how you spent your savings, and why you’re in bed with a 3000 pound sea lion.