Imagine travelling to Las Vegas, one of the premier entertainment capitals of the world, and paying $250 to listen to a greasy skelly read his angsty high-school-tier IMs aloud.
There are so many things to do and see in Las Vegas that would be more fun that watching this shit show. You could press the button on a slot machine 250 times and guzzke free drinks it would be more fun and less depressing than this. You could pay 10 skanky showgirl sluts, all younger and prettier than April Anderson, to rub their titties directly on your face, complete with comemmorative selfies of the moment, and you'd still have $50 left over. You could go see an actual show with professional performers or visit one of the many museums in Las Vegas and still get some change back. I can't believe people paid for this wtf.