Discussion in 'Misc. Vegas Chat' started by sco5123, Apr 6, 2013.
WHat are your best degenerate stories?
sco I love some of your topics.
I'll just talk about people I'm personally close to. Not major degenerates but have pretty degenerate tendencies.
First is a good friend of ours we grew up with. He had a bit of a gambling problem a little while back. He was sort of trying to break it before we went to Vegas for a bachelor party. So he shows up there and tells us he didn't bring any cash or any of his cards so he couldn't gamble. I thought, "what an idiot", how can you go somewhere without any money at all. But he figured if he just borrowed a little money from someone he wouldn't gamble it since its borrowed money. Bullshit. A few hours after he arrived he's camped out at a mini-bac table literally with his shoes off, drinking, chain-smoking, and gambling away all the money he borrowed. It honestly didn't take more than an hour or two for his non-gambling plan to fall apart.
Second might have been the same trip. My cousin who I wouldn't say had a gambling problem but definitely loves gambling more than he probably should. He was in b-school at the time and didn't really have much free money. He got busted out gambling and it was one of those all-night sessions where we were still up at like 8 or 9am. So he decides to try and open up a credit line. Mind you he was in school and had no job and almost no money. It was at MGM and I see him over by the cashier, all disheveled looking, drink in one hand and cigarette in the other. He asks me to come in with him to see the credit guy. And the guy flat out says things like, "you don't have any income", "your account balance is really low" etc. and says he can ok him for only like 2k or something. My cousin obviously isn't happy about that and he tries to convince the guy that he's a good credit risk since he's at a good b-school and will have a high paying job after graduation. It was absurd. He even tried asking if I could somehow "co-sign" his application and I was like "get the fukk outta here". Anyway, just that image of him being up all night drunk, disheveled, smoking, and thinking it was totally reasonable for him to be asking for a credit line is something I'll never forget.
Great stories...Quite absurd and hilarious.
30+ years ago my college buddy and tennis partner wanted to go with me to Reno … his first trip.
He drinks on the way down and we sit at a BJ table. He orders a beer from the CW, then flags down another CW (about 30 seconds later) and orders another. The first beer comes pronto, and the second arrives about a minute later and the CW says, "You already have a full beer." To which he says, "That's okay, I'll take it."
She says that he can't have two drinks at once at the table, so he chugs it. He arrived at our room at 9:00am wanting to go out for breakfast. Then he proceeds to drink and gamble for the next 20 hours or so. He's an ironman.
Fast forward to a few years ago. A group of friends are at an Indian casino where we are staying for a tennis tournament. After our first match my buddy starts pounding the beers and playing roulette. We have reservations for dinner at a nice restaurant and he say's, "I'll be there after three more spins." He never made it to dinner.
At midnight I tell him that I'm going to bed as we have a 8:30am match. He rolls into our room after 5:00am. He tells me not to worry, he'll be ready. Well, he shows up and is like a Zombie on the court. Go figure.
I still go with him, but I now only play singles so I don't have to count on him.
BTW, he always puts the room on his credit card so I can pay cash for my share. Invariably, he will ask me to drive around to find ATMs that don't charge an arm-and-a-leg, and once we find one, we're sure to make 2-3 more trips to it.
I need to say, he's a really, really nice guy, a loving husband and good father … but the boy DO like to drink and gamble.
That's why I write trip reports... do you think I get more degenerate than what I write about... you may be correct?
My silence will now be deafening?
A cute story
My old Mom and sister are gambling addicts. My daughter-in-law came to L.A.
to visit me. She was invited by my mom and sister to go gambling in a Casino
in Palm Springs. I chose to stay home.
They are all gambling on the slot machines at different locations.
All of a sudden they hear that some old lady needs emergency care.
My sister tells my daughter-in-law that some old lady bit the dust and laughed.
They went to go see the old lady. My sister said, "That's my MOM!
My daughter-in-law said she will always remember that experience.lol.
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That's our Squid.
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