Ok so the bellagio hooker incident went as follows... I was hanging at bellagio with a girl I was dating at the time(who wouldn't lick my ass), so I ordered 3 hookers up to my room who I figured would. The girl I was dating at the time wanted to drink and party, so I sent her down to the baccarat bar to hang with some of my friends, I told her I was tired and didn't want to be disturbed.

Flash forward 50 minutes 3 hookers arrive at my door step... 2 passed inspection and the other was sent home. Services were discussed, as was the licking of my ass, we came to terms and then they instructed me to get naked. As anyone who knows me can vouch, I always leap at the opportunity to get naked. This was different, b/c they wouldnt take off any clothes till I got totally naked. Cliff note- I had been doing more blow than Rick James in his prime, and taken enough xanax to kill a full grown wilderbeast so I perhaps wasn't thinking totally clearly. This being said I was fully convinced they were trying to take the money I had already paid them and bolt as soon as i got naked, being that most wouldn't give chase w/o clothes.

I started arguing with them and they got belligerent and one said she was going to call her pimp to kill me. I took her flip phone and broke it in 2 and threw it on the ground, the other one jumped on my back from behind like some kind of a ****ing flying squirrel and tried to choke me. I did an osoto-gari judo throw and sent her ass crashing into my dresser, then the other crazy hooker ran at me, I didn't even really think about it I just reacted with some kind of coked up mule kick and sent her doing a back flip over the bed. I grabbed her purse and retrieved my 900 dollars, the first hooker then started clawing my back and punching me. I grabbed her with one arm and her purse with the other and threw her into the hall. As soon as I turned around, a book came flying threw the air and hit me in the face.

I yell at her to get out of my room, she refuses and goes for my blow, that was the last straw I grab her by her hair and drag her out of my room and throw her in the hall, I give her one last kick in the ribs and then run back to my room to do another line and dispose of the evidence.

I had been getting killed in the pit, so I called my host and explained that I had been attacked and robbed by wild hookers and I needed them removed asap. He understood the situation and sent security to remove the unruly patrons. Best part was when my girl came to the room she explained how she had seen the craziest thing in the world. She is like there was 2 crazy strippers that looked like they had been beat up, yelling as they were being dragged out. I acted surprised and said no way seriously???