Ring Ring, the 1950's style phone is ringing, ring ring,Reggie receives a desperate phone call from one of the many Simons..

Reggie get over here something Is going down in Vegas

Calmly, not hurried, just casually, genuinely no hurry at all Reggie slams the phone down, why? he just likes slamming shit.

Hemmer grab my overnight bag we're going to Vegas!

A few hours later

Shots fire out at Simons HQ from a distance, Hemmer slams his foot down on the accelerator in a frantic attempt to prevent the inevitable..another Simon murder. 

Slow down Hemmer, let's miss all the action we don't want to catch a stray, sheesh!

Reggie flies out of the car door, acting the big man, a hero if you will, slamming it behind him..because he likes slamming shit remember. upon entering Simons HQ the smell of gun smoke was still in the air, obviously missing all the action, intentionally. Entering simons office ..an out of order toilet, Reggie discovered the recently murdered body of Simon, closely followed by Hemmer.

fuck sake not again, hes done it again, he's had himself a mischief!

Hemmer with a concerned look on his face scowls towards Reggie, who was smiling with a maniacal look on his face..Reg this is no time to be smiling Simon is dead!

Do you know what this means Hemmer? as Reggie slams his fist onto the toilet door because he likes slamming shit
no re..before hemmer could finish Reggie yells out

WEEKEND AT SIMONSSSSSSSSS

Pulling Simons corpse off the floor, Hemmer grab the other side, we're going to have some fun Reggie puts some sun glasses on simons dead face and a nice hat. Reg this is fucked up, even for you

Reggie puts his finger on Simons dead bottom lip, and starts moving it up and down mimicking a talking action, pretending to be Simon, Reggie puts on an accent which sounds like nails on a chalk board. Relax guy, we're going to the casinos.

Reggie and Hemmer bundle Simons rotting corpse into the vehicle slamming the door on his rigor mortis leg, because he just likes slamming shit, Simon didn't mind anyway, what's a leg to a dead man. Holding simon up arm in arm they head to the craps table which was a coincidence because after Simons little boo boo he indeed also crapped himself.

Corpse Simon proved to be a big hit at the casino, a lucky charm if you will. Reggie would put the dice in simons hand and pull his wrist back in a 'you know what' motion to release the dice down the table, with great success. Sensing they were on a winning streak, casino security nervously approached the trio 

Sir you and your friends are going to have to leave, this one has had too much to drink, he can barely stand and he fucking stinks, collect your winnings and leave out the back... Oh and his accent is shit.

Reggie looks at hemmer and smiles, Dont worry we were just leaving this shit hole, I've got a better idea. Hemmer!

Hemmer hangs his head, he knew Reggie, this night was not over. Where'd you wanna go boss?

you know where!

Reg we cant, you're fucking sick, hes dead just take him back and let his family put him to rest.

Hemmer!

Reggie! c'mon boss, please no..

Take us to the finest brothel around! Corpse Simon is going out with a bang! (get it)

To be continued, probably never laaa

Hemmer shrugs, at least Reggie wasn't sodomizing the corpse, after all, Reggie did like to bang things.

'Honestly boss, if we are going to do this, now is probably the right time. Rigor usually sets in after 2-6 hours, stiffness first appearing in the smaller muscles like the eyelids, jaw, and face. After 6 to 12 hours the stiffness spreads... ummm.... downward to larger muscles in the neck, arms, and torso. That said, I did say larger muscles, so we probably hit rigor after 2 hours. The entire body reaches maximum stiffness after about 12-24 hours. Now, this is Vegas, and I don't know if you noticed, but its plenty fucking warm boss, that tends to speed up rigor, so you'll probably find by the time we get to the Brothel, Simon is gonna be harder than he has been since that time Rouge plucked a goose.'