Don’t Believe The Hype, Kids…

When it comes to unbelievably-wild situations that make The Hangover movies seem credible, Vegas doesn’t have the market cornered, baby.

Not at all.

We may not have sexually-ambiguous magicians, pop stars who are on the verge of a breakdown doing five shows a week, or billions of slot machines running simultaneously, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have tenth-level nut-bars running the streets.

For example, take the case of the young, disgruntled Bostonian guest who found himself Hulking out after being evicted for… you guessed it, losing his temper while partying. The little man in question was a real Mini-Hulk, ranting and raving about his plight. When the Front Desk had their fill, he was escorted outside and off the property by Security.

Naturally, he did what any rational person in his situation would have done: he went across the street to the casino to try his non-existent luck.

Can you see where this is going, folks?

He lost – BIG TIME.

And so he Hulked out on some poor bugger’s truck. And so the poor bugger did what any rational person would do:

he got out of his truck and hit Mini-Hulk in the temple with a pickaxe.

Yes, you read that correctly. One irrational act led to another and Mini-Hulk got the side of a pickaxe against his temple.

Granted, he didn’t pull out his own tooth or wake up with Mike Tyson’s tiger… but you gotta admit, Mini-Hulk’s fate was horribly awesome.

The story ended in the ER and the local cop shop.

And my blog, of course.

I love it when everyone wins, don’t you?

See you in the lobby, kids…

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About The Hook

Husband. Father. Bellman. Author of The Bellman Chronicles. Reader of comic books and observer and chronicler of the human condition. And to my wife's eternal dismay, a mere mortal and non-vampire. I'm often told I look like your uncle, cousin, etc. If I wore a hat, I'd hang it on a hat rack in my home in Niagara Falls, Canada. You can call me The Hook, everyone else does.
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26 Responses to Don’t Believe The Hype, Kids…

  1. Endless entertainment, isn’t it??

  2. Kevin says:

    Seems like a slow night for you.😄

  3. Hahahahhaaaaaa….. Oh those days when I wish I had a pick axe.

  4. Sharp point. Perfect blog material. (We can always count on you, Hook. And you can always count on the the customers. WIn-win!)

  5. Interesting weapon the pickax. Surprised the hulk survived.

  6. inidna says:

    Wow, I wasn’t expecting that! Haha such crazy!

  7. Hahaha. Mind you. a mate of mine made a real arse of himself in Vegas.
    https://nobodysreadingme.wordpress.com/2013/02/18/how-to-tell-a-stretcher/

  8. curvyroads says:

    Tenth-level nut bars. You’ve got that right!!!

  9. Cayman Thorn says:

    It’s all fun and games until someone gets hit in the temple with a pickaxe…

  10. Pickaxe to the temple! Man, hotel guests to not mess around when they are cranky!

  11. Oh my gosh.. he is lucky to still be alive! That could have ended in a jail with charges of man-slaughter! 😦

  12. sonsothunder says:

    Ummm — reckon I’ll just have some of dem french fried taters —
    Wonderfully amusing read as always Hook – By the way, your “You’ve Been Hooked” link on your Gravatar page seems to be stuck. — Whoops – Bad choice of words. It’s a good thing I have a good memory because the link wouldn’t bring me here. Just so you know.

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