Update-Opolis

[maxie_zeus]

We now have double beds in private areas located at opposite ends of the casino, both decked out in thousand-count Egyptian cotton sheets, threaded with 22 carat gold. Yes, that's right. Gold. Actually woven into the fabric.

But that's not even the best part.

Check the headboards...

Comments

[take_a_spin]

My my, aren't we impressed with ourselves.

Those headboards are tackiest things I have ever seen.

[maxie_zeus]

Oh, lighten up, will you?

Besides, I'm not exactly responsible for the styling of the headboards. They were chosen before...well...you know.

[but_fearitself]

Gold in the sheets? Lord.

So... how're y'all planning on getting the jizz stains out? Because I wouldn't exactly advise leaving gold-threaded sheets at a dry cleaners in LA.

[maxie_zeus]

Oh please, Jon. It's a game. People aren't actually going to be screwing.

[ace_0f_knaves]

We're not??

[maxie_zeus]

Well, we did pay for the beds, after all.

[mr_nygma]

I...wha...huh?

[maxie_zeus]

Yes?

[mr_nygma]

You're aware of how skeevy that is, right?

[ace_0f_knaves]

And that's bad how?

[petit_arlequin]

Yeah. Not derivative at aaaaaaaalllll.

NERTZ TA YOU, PEA-BRAIN.

[maxie_zeus]

Tell me, Harley dear, how much you know of Commedia dell'Arte, seeing as how you invented it.

Don't pretend to be original, sweetheart. There's no shame in mimicry.

[petit_arlequin]

I guess not. You wouldn't know anything about that, would ya??

[de4dshot]

You know people are just going to steal the sheets all the time. I cannot see you hanging on to the sheets for long.

What you need is those plastic coveralls. Then when they get spunky you can trash them, or donate them to Mr. J's private art collection of animus horribilus