Dane Cook is a Silly Son of a Bitch

My buddy Ben and I took a little trip down to Vegas Memorial Day weekend. It was rad. We sang karaoke, rode the rides on top of the Stratosphere, played roulette (not to mention I won), and saw Dane Cook perform at the Collesium at Caesar’s Palace. The performance was hilarious. Before the show, Ben heard a rumor that Dane’s manager was handing out passes to a VIP after party. So he hunted the manager down, his name was Barry, and snagged us two tickets to the party. So... Read More