Our Poos Turned Green and That Wasn’t the Worst Part (Vegas changed our DNA)

What happens in Vegas was meant to stay in Vegas… but unfortunately, we have a podcast. What began as a responsible airport beer at 6am quickly spiralled into mid-flight hangovers, zero sleep, and the most unhinged week of our lives.Our poos were green. There was blood in vomit. Harley Quinn’s biggest fan stalked Taz across the strip. A man called Cat a Furby then booked a flight to the wrong Melbourne. From start to finish, this trip was absolute carnage.We hit rooftop nude pool parties, dollar-slot “free” drinks, Grand Canyon chaos, terrifying rides over the edge of a skyscraper, Twitch-requested Aussie pub bangers, $500 business-card steak dinners and a ride quite literally called Insanity. Vegas didn’t just test us… it rewired us.And somehow, this was only the beginning of the holiday.