Met up with Acid Cripple in Vegas after our respective shows (he saw Slayer and I saw Billy Idol). After a few lessons on how to get paid while acting like an asshole, we talked trash until about 5am . . . . and found a dead body on our way back to our rooms.
So of course we took some Weekend at Bernie’s style selfies.
Dude. Gunnar is like the Casino Whisperer. The machines just open up for him.
And I even got some craps lessons.
Good times!
That was a most historic streak, Brother.
Glad you were there to witness it.
Holy crap! We were invincible that night. It was damn near impossible to lose. Everything we played we slayed. I love that the ladies in the High Limit room not only remember me by name but even remember my more memorable jackpots, hahahaha!!!
Hopefully I can give Grumpy a similar demonstration of gambling mastery.
[reply]Dude. Gunnar is like the Casino Whisperer. The machines just open up for him.
And I even got some craps lessons.
Good times!
That was a most historic streak, Brother.
Glad you were there to witness it.
Holy crap! We were invincible that night. It was damn near impossible to lose. Everything we played we slayed. I love that the ladies in the High Limit room not only remember me by name but even remember my more memorable jackpots, hahahaha!!!
Hopefully I can give Grumpy a similar demonstration of gambling mastery.[/reply]
Oh I hope so!