I broke my own rule
And played the slots. I hate the slots. The slots take your money. Slots are the devil.
Friday. I teach my Mother the game of Pai Gow. She said that I have converted her from BlackJack to Pai Gow. And? I have to admit that there were some funny people that sat at the table with us. I TALKED TO STRANGERS. And enjoyed it. We had great dealers who made it a lot of fun too. Friday night I was up $200.
Then a man on stilts came and grabbed Michelle and told her that she was the lucky one of the hour. She was in the magic seat. She lives for this shit. She was the Queen of Millbrae (her hometown) when she was 5 years old and she still doesn't let anyone forget it. We must still bow to her. And in her mind, so should the rest of the world. Anyhow. She got to spin some whell thingy and she won $100. So far, so good. We fart around different casinos for a bit, grab something to eat and back to Pai Gow. *looks at watch* Oh my, it's 3:30am. We should go back to the room. snooooooze.
6:00am, Carey's internal clock wakes her up. So I go down to the Pai Gow tables while the other three sleep. 10:00am. oops, I lost track of time. Better get some coffee for them. Oh, I won $100.
After 2 1/2 hours of sleep I'm not sure what most of the day entailed. Probably Pai Gow and booze and food.
Oh yeah. *snort* We were at the CalNeva club during the late afternoon. Michelle and her Mom were at one end of the bar and I was with my Mom at the other end. My Mom started to play video poker so she could watch the Giant's game. She sat next to some old fart who was there with his three sons. One of whom took a liking to me. So, after telling me that he would switch from a Republican to a Democrat for the chance to f**K my tits (I was wearing a very low cut shirt and my best cleavage bra. I kpet catching Michelle staring at them all day and my Mom said it was funny to walk behind me and watch the men notice them. *giggle* ) and telling me that he knows that because I am a Scorpio that I would much rather be pleasuring myself than watching his Dad pick up on my Mom, I realized that he was hitting on me. I think. *snort* I'm slow in this area. Michelle kept getting mad and telling me that he was picking up on me and I kept laughing at her and telling her she was nuts. Um yeah, he was trying to pick up on me and his Dad was trying to pick up on my Mom. I just find this amusing. I dont know why.
anyhow............. then we went to dinner and then guess what. Back to Pai Gow. I lost $200. *pout* Again, around 3:00am we decided that maybe we needed some sleep. I got up this morning at 6:30am and went back down to the tables while the others slept. I lost another $200. Then I played the fucking slots. Let's just say that I am down $580 for the entire weekend and I blame the slots.
What day is it? I think I am sleep deprived.
Friday. I teach my Mother the game of Pai Gow. She said that I have converted her from BlackJack to Pai Gow. And? I have to admit that there were some funny people that sat at the table with us. I TALKED TO STRANGERS. And enjoyed it. We had great dealers who made it a lot of fun too. Friday night I was up $200.
Then a man on stilts came and grabbed Michelle and told her that she was the lucky one of the hour. She was in the magic seat. She lives for this shit. She was the Queen of Millbrae (her hometown) when she was 5 years old and she still doesn't let anyone forget it. We must still bow to her. And in her mind, so should the rest of the world. Anyhow. She got to spin some whell thingy and she won $100. So far, so good. We fart around different casinos for a bit, grab something to eat and back to Pai Gow. *looks at watch* Oh my, it's 3:30am. We should go back to the room. snooooooze.
6:00am, Carey's internal clock wakes her up. So I go down to the Pai Gow tables while the other three sleep. 10:00am. oops, I lost track of time. Better get some coffee for them. Oh, I won $100.
After 2 1/2 hours of sleep I'm not sure what most of the day entailed. Probably Pai Gow and booze and food.
Oh yeah. *snort* We were at the CalNeva club during the late afternoon. Michelle and her Mom were at one end of the bar and I was with my Mom at the other end. My Mom started to play video poker so she could watch the Giant's game. She sat next to some old fart who was there with his three sons. One of whom took a liking to me. So, after telling me that he would switch from a Republican to a Democrat for the chance to f**K my tits (I was wearing a very low cut shirt and my best cleavage bra. I kpet catching Michelle staring at them all day and my Mom said it was funny to walk behind me and watch the men notice them. *giggle* ) and telling me that he knows that because I am a Scorpio that I would much rather be pleasuring myself than watching his Dad pick up on my Mom, I realized that he was hitting on me. I think. *snort* I'm slow in this area. Michelle kept getting mad and telling me that he was picking up on me and I kept laughing at her and telling her she was nuts. Um yeah, he was trying to pick up on me and his Dad was trying to pick up on my Mom. I just find this amusing. I dont know why.
anyhow............. then we went to dinner and then guess what. Back to Pai Gow. I lost $200. *pout* Again, around 3:00am we decided that maybe we needed some sleep. I got up this morning at 6:30am and went back down to the tables while the others slept. I lost another $200. Then I played the fucking slots. Let's just say that I am down $580 for the entire weekend and I blame the slots.
What day is it? I think I am sleep deprived.
posted by Bravie at 5:35 PM
10 Comments:
But, you were supposed to win big and treat your sistahs to a big ole party on a big ole cruise ship.
I am VERY disappointed. Very.
*smooch*
*pout* I wanted to go on a cruise!!!!
*smooch*
Slots are evil and so are father/son pickup artists. *shudder*
Um, I told you WWWIIINNN money, not lose it. You never listen to me. *sigh*
*I* missed you most, btw. :D
I wanted to say something smart assed about the boy trying to pick up the hot Knockers, but the words failed me.
Or maybe it's because I'm sad that there will be no cruise.
Or maybe it's because I missed you the mostest.
That's some expensive fun!
The man asked to *F* your ta-tas, and you didn't know he was hitting on you???
Silly!
I too am very disappointed. I really thought this was the trip that would get me rich. *pout*
I didn't realize he was hitting on me when he said that he liked my ass and I didn't get it when he asked me if I wanted to go dinner and the fights with him that night either. This guy was out of my league good looking so I just thought he was being a really nice guy. I did sort of get it though when he talked about f**king my ta-ta's. It didn't totally hit me though until we left and Michelle, my Mom and Michelle's Mom all gave me a big "duh".
mmmmmm...pai gow. *drool*
Anywho, I forgot about this blog of yours. Shouts: "I'M BACK, BABY! I AM BACK!"
So. Have you thought about moi as a blue peep for your blog? A personal henchwoman of sorts? I come with my own whistle and clip board. The only thing I require are snacks and personal business to flick at people.
I will attest, in my capacity as a fake demonic being, that slots are not the devil, although they are kinda dumb.
By the way, can I fuck your tits?
and here I thought "playing the slots" was code. heh.
*gets in line behind Landru*
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