While I was living the vida loca with my girls in Las Vegas on January 21, 2012, I came across Coolio at The Hard Rock Casino. Yes, Coolio. Click this link to refresh your memory of who is Coolio.
Well, Coolio took a liking to me–he liked my latex–inviting me over to his “crib” in Vegas and suggesting he make me breakfast. I politely declined but I did go down the gangsta’ rabbit hole. Around 4:30 AM, Coolio loaded me and Nikki Rouge into his chauffeured ride and off we went to the Trump Plaza for an adventure. There we found ourselves in a penthouse high in the sky full of nekkid porn stars and a DJ pumping out beats. We watched the sun rose over the Las Vegas skyline, I watched Coolio eat a whole bag of Doritos, and then we finally tapped out and returned to our suite at the Venetian, leaving Coolio behind. Yes, I got his cell phone number. No, we’re not dating…he’s just a fan of mine.
The best part of the night: Nikki ended up with Coolio’s sunglasses. They now sit triumphantly at her home in Los Angeles. No, I’m not making this up. I don’t need to.
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