best roll ever, over the span of 20 to 30 minutes, shooter through 6 consecutive hard fours
25 paid 175
50 paid 350
100 paid 700
200 paid 1400
400 paid 2800
1000 paid 7000
won 14k on that table, learned that day that they don't report winnings from craps to the IRS
25 paid 175
50 paid 350
100 paid 700
200 paid 1400
400 paid 2800
1000 paid 7000
won 14k on that table, learned that day that they don't report winnings from craps to the IRS
in AC back in the hey day, was playing $ 50 black jack when this dude walks up with his girlfriend, she was drop dead gorgeous with a perfect set and she's wearing a white fish net top with 
and nipples fully exposed
all I could do was look at her
sorry, did have a camera on me
"man I'd love to see that girl again"
and nipples fully exposed all I could do was look at her
sorry, did have a camera on me
"man I'd love to see that girl again"
at a craps table just a few years ago, it was another amazing night on a steady table
I was getting pretty darn drunk and making bets for most of the table and the dealers too
when I walked into the room at 6AM, I through all the cash in the air and fell asleep. next morning I only found 2k, My wife stashed the rest
Anyhow, the next day at the tables people knew my name and were talking to me about the night before, and I had no fucking idea who they were
I think I'm lucky security walked me up to my room
I was getting pretty darn drunk and making bets for most of the table and the dealers too
when I walked into the room at 6AM, I through all the cash in the air and fell asleep. next morning I only found 2k, My wife stashed the rest
Anyhow, the next day at the tables people knew my name and were talking to me about the night before, and I had no fucking idea who they were
I think I'm lucky security walked me up to my room
Mine isn't so much about gambling as it is a situation that happened at a poker table at a big LV casino.
I was sitting at the same table with the same people for some 4-5 hours. It had become a very friendly game and everybody was chatty, including the guy to my right who had a big skull tattoo on his right hand.
So skull tattoo guy gets up from the table, goes into the shitter, is gone for about 20 mins.
He comes back and appears to be very ill. He's got his head down on the table and is sweating profusely. This was really odd as he had been 100% fine prior to his restroom trip.
After about 10 mins of doing this and people at the table getting concerned, he looks up and whispers something to this blond lady sitting left of the dealer. I didnt hear it, but she looked frightened. She looked at me as if she wanted me to do something. Again, I didnt hear it so was confused as to what she was motioning to me. Later on I find out that he whispered to her "I'm gonna kill you"... So things settle down for a minute or two and skull tat guy looks up at a 70 year old dude to my left and says "Fuck you!!!!! Fuck you!!!! I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!! YOU'RE JERRY SANDUSKY!"
He starts going off on this old guy saying he's a child molestor and how he's going to kill him. Dude stands up, grabs about 200 of his own chips and spikes them into the table like a football in an endzone. Fkn railbirds are running around like chickens pecking feed grabbing his chips and running off, people are scared as hell, dealer is yelling for security, it was crazy. Crazy guy starts walking around the table towards old man. I yell at old man to stay behind me and that I'll protect him. I get in a basketball box out position on old man and hilariously his face gets buried right in my ass crack and seemingly stayed there for a full minute lol. Skull tat is turning into a fkn demon. I stand up with my hand out trying to calm him down saying that old man isn't Sandusky and that he needs to calm down. Dude yells at me "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO IT ABOUT!" I gotta admit, I was a bit worried. Like 25% worried. Not enough to bail, but definitely knowing I'm in an uphill battle with this guy as he's either mental or is mega hopped up on some REALLY bad dope. I hold my ground because I'm a kamakazie and love action. Dude gets distracted by security yelling at him. He walks over towards security screaming at them. Big linebacker sized black dude security officer holds defensive position. Skull tat guy gives this big security guard a hard two handed shove and security guy gets knocked backwards 5 feet. I flip out with adrenaline and run at skull tat guy, knock him on his ass, jump on him and get my forearm on his neck between his shoulder and head and hold him down with all the force I can muster. Im grinding the fuck out of his neck and dominating him. I was surprised at how weak he was and how easy he was to hold down. I scream at him at top of lungs in a bear voice DO NOT RESIST ME! I was turning into the hulk. Even I was surprised. So security circles him and contains him and escorts him out. He was a guest there and they removed his shit from his room and booted him from property. Security guy comes up to me afterward and said we got lucky because he had a gun in his room.
I spent the whole rest of my trip looking over my shoulder worried that dude was going to come back with gun but he didnt. It was a great feeling to stink out the bad guy. Saw old dude a bunch of times during rest of trip and he stopped to shake my hand every time. Saw big black security guard a bunch of times too. Got a fist bump and some brotherly love. It wasn't he was black and I was white or he was security and I was guest. We had bonded through adversity and frankly it felt good.
It was a good day.
I was sitting at the same table with the same people for some 4-5 hours. It had become a very friendly game and everybody was chatty, including the guy to my right who had a big skull tattoo on his right hand.
So skull tattoo guy gets up from the table, goes into the shitter, is gone for about 20 mins.
He comes back and appears to be very ill. He's got his head down on the table and is sweating profusely. This was really odd as he had been 100% fine prior to his restroom trip.
After about 10 mins of doing this and people at the table getting concerned, he looks up and whispers something to this blond lady sitting left of the dealer. I didnt hear it, but she looked frightened. She looked at me as if she wanted me to do something. Again, I didnt hear it so was confused as to what she was motioning to me. Later on I find out that he whispered to her "I'm gonna kill you"... So things settle down for a minute or two and skull tat guy looks up at a 70 year old dude to my left and says "Fuck you!!!!! Fuck you!!!! I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!!!! YOU'RE JERRY SANDUSKY!"
He starts going off on this old guy saying he's a child molestor and how he's going to kill him. Dude stands up, grabs about 200 of his own chips and spikes them into the table like a football in an endzone. Fkn railbirds are running around like chickens pecking feed grabbing his chips and running off, people are scared as hell, dealer is yelling for security, it was crazy. Crazy guy starts walking around the table towards old man. I yell at old man to stay behind me and that I'll protect him. I get in a basketball box out position on old man and hilariously his face gets buried right in my ass crack and seemingly stayed there for a full minute lol. Skull tat is turning into a fkn demon. I stand up with my hand out trying to calm him down saying that old man isn't Sandusky and that he needs to calm down. Dude yells at me "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GONNA DO IT ABOUT!" I gotta admit, I was a bit worried. Like 25% worried. Not enough to bail, but definitely knowing I'm in an uphill battle with this guy as he's either mental or is mega hopped up on some REALLY bad dope. I hold my ground because I'm a kamakazie and love action. Dude gets distracted by security yelling at him. He walks over towards security screaming at them. Big linebacker sized black dude security officer holds defensive position. Skull tat guy gives this big security guard a hard two handed shove and security guy gets knocked backwards 5 feet. I flip out with adrenaline and run at skull tat guy, knock him on his ass, jump on him and get my forearm on his neck between his shoulder and head and hold him down with all the force I can muster. Im grinding the fuck out of his neck and dominating him. I was surprised at how weak he was and how easy he was to hold down. I scream at him at top of lungs in a bear voice DO NOT RESIST ME! I was turning into the hulk. Even I was surprised. So security circles him and contains him and escorts him out. He was a guest there and they removed his shit from his room and booted him from property. Security guy comes up to me afterward and said we got lucky because he had a gun in his room.
I spent the whole rest of my trip looking over my shoulder worried that dude was going to come back with gun but he didnt. It was a great feeling to stink out the bad guy. Saw old dude a bunch of times during rest of trip and he stopped to shake my hand every time. Saw big black security guard a bunch of times too. Got a fist bump and some brotherly love. It wasn't he was black and I was white or he was security and I was guest. We had bonded through adversity and frankly it felt good.
It was a good day.
I was in Panama with a bunch of fellow CostaRicans playing a $1500 buy in tourney, it was like 100k GTD if Im not mistaken.
The trip and entry costed me literally $20 which was the entry for the 1st satellite of the 3 I won in a row. So on the 1st night before the start of the tournament we attend the opening dinner/party/concert and my girl from back then and I start drinking and snorting and what not. I managed to cross an 8ball through the border with CR by land...
So I go upstairs, get busy with the chick and she falls sleep after a while, so I come to the casino to find a couple of buddies (guy who taught how to play + a very famous CR player) and they are playing $2-$5 NL... I sit in with $1000. My buddies are deep and shitfaced as well, we decide that if we get dealt 5-9 any suit will play it like Aces, just fuckin around between us 3...
My mentor raises UTG with 5-9 for $15 off and gets reraised to $50 by a guy on MP, 2 more people call, my buddy calls. I had some shit like KJ-KQ off which I instafold. Flop comes 9 J 2 and my buddy open raises $150... preflop raiser raises all in and the 2 other folks fold... my buddy snap calls (clearly drunk as fuck) and the other guy flips AA... turn is a 5... river 9... fuckin crazy $2k+ pot 4 hands after I sit in.
10 or so hands later I get dealt 9-5 spades in the BB... one guy open raised for $20 and me and the SB both call... flop comes K 10 4 - 2 spades... sb checks, I raise $40 and the raiser calls, sb folds... turn is 7 hearts... I raise $120, guy calls... I sense he has maybe A 10 or JJ... maybe AQ... river comes a J of spades so I pretty much conclude he doesnt have JJ... I check as I feel I wont get a call if he has A 10 but in the rare case he has AQ he will push all in... or at least raise to be pot commited. He does, he raises to $350 and I go all in. He calls... guy literally punches his chips in disgust, chips all over the place... my buddies just laugh like assholes. Guy tells them to fuck off, to shut up... they laugh harder... guy punches my buddy in the eye and gets thrown out... in the end we all laughed.
The trip and entry costed me literally $20 which was the entry for the 1st satellite of the 3 I won in a row. So on the 1st night before the start of the tournament we attend the opening dinner/party/concert and my girl from back then and I start drinking and snorting and what not. I managed to cross an 8ball through the border with CR by land...
So I go upstairs, get busy with the chick and she falls sleep after a while, so I come to the casino to find a couple of buddies (guy who taught how to play + a very famous CR player) and they are playing $2-$5 NL... I sit in with $1000. My buddies are deep and shitfaced as well, we decide that if we get dealt 5-9 any suit will play it like Aces, just fuckin around between us 3...
My mentor raises UTG with 5-9 for $15 off and gets reraised to $50 by a guy on MP, 2 more people call, my buddy calls. I had some shit like KJ-KQ off which I instafold. Flop comes 9 J 2 and my buddy open raises $150... preflop raiser raises all in and the 2 other folks fold... my buddy snap calls (clearly drunk as fuck) and the other guy flips AA... turn is a 5... river 9... fuckin crazy $2k+ pot 4 hands after I sit in.
10 or so hands later I get dealt 9-5 spades in the BB... one guy open raised for $20 and me and the SB both call... flop comes K 10 4 - 2 spades... sb checks, I raise $40 and the raiser calls, sb folds... turn is 7 hearts... I raise $120, guy calls... I sense he has maybe A 10 or JJ... maybe AQ... river comes a J of spades so I pretty much conclude he doesnt have JJ... I check as I feel I wont get a call if he has A 10 but in the rare case he has AQ he will push all in... or at least raise to be pot commited. He does, he raises to $350 and I go all in. He calls... guy literally punches his chips in disgust, chips all over the place... my buddies just laugh like assholes. Guy tells them to fuck off, to shut up... they laugh harder... guy punches my buddy in the eye and gets thrown out... in the end we all laughed.
Got a quick one from Jacks Casino at Thisltldown last Saturday as I bet a race fron Thistledown and had 20 bucks for a slot machine so i go play a $1 slot where there is 3 machines and the middle one is empty.So the old lady to my left go plays the middle slot and put a 20 bill in and first spin hits for $1250 plays 2 more spins and leaves.I knew it wasnt my day so took out my balance and left.
