Viva Las Vegas

I used to live in Las Vegas just 6 months ago. If you've ever lived there, you can tell that it's one of the most uncomfortable places to be during the school year. Let me tell you, the heat was one of the least uncomfortable things there. During the school year I was offered all kinds of things that are not worthy of mentioning, and when I refused they looked at me like I was an idiot. Down there it is very hard to keep moral standards, but some people have gotten used to it. Take my two friends, for instance, Brock and Jacob, they're the coolest people I know down there. We used to hang out all the time and laugh our heads off about completely nothing. One time we decided to walk to the nearest Target, which wasn't far. The catch was that it was in the middle of the summer, and the day we decided to go it was 119 degrees outside (seriously!). I don't know why we went but on the way we found a dead cat wrapped in a towel. We just stared at it, thinking of how it got there, and then burst out laughing. We started using the dead cat as material for jokes, like Hey Brock, that cat looked like your face!! or Hey Jacob, looks like your mom got fed up with the neighbors cat. But making jokes about them is never a good idea, because if you insult Brock he'll make up a comeback so funny you'll feel stupid, and if you joke around with Jacob He'll just come back with so many your mom jokes that you will beg for mercy at the end. Their really cool kids though, you just have to look past the hideous exterior....(just joking)