Sheldon Adelson (followed closely his gaggle of security) nearly hit me with his rascal scooter at the Venetian once. I stumbled out of the way and we exchanged dirty looks.
That’s all. I just haven’t gotten to share that anecdote since my “Hooray Sheldon’s dead” party.
Sheldon Adelson (followed closely his gaggle of security) nearly hit me with his rascal scooter at the Venetian once. I stumbled out of the way and we exchanged dirty looks.
That’s all. I just haven’t gotten to share that anecdote since my “Hooray Sheldon’s dead” party.
I join you in a virtual symbolic jig upon his grave
I will urinate in solidarity.
This sounds like something that should be celebrated on a fairly consistent basis.