Leaving Las Vegas

Gambling results so far: Down $3650.85
I don’t want to talk about it. I think the whole casino was against me ever since when I tried to roll the dice in craps and hit the dealer in the chest.
Anyway, off to a new land tomorrow. Said goodbye to the Greek by having him buy us an expensive buffet. I decided to write him a Bye-Ku like Best of the Web was doing:

A frick’n retard
Drove us around in circles
What’s a slur for Greeks?

Well, hopefully I’ll have a post for you late tomorrow afternoon… a real one – all special and hand crafted. Plus, I’ll tell you what new wheel Dr. J will be chauffeuring me around in.
Oh, and didn’t I have some big announcement for you all? Wait, I’m not supposed to tell you that for a week or so.
Later, y’all.

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  1. Damn, Frank,
    You’re sounding like a woman from the Midwest who’s 50lbs overweight complaining about her husband’s driving yet will never get behind the wheel.
    Oh, yeah, Greek slur: Brillo-backed butt-boy

  2. Holy crap Chief, I hope that’s not the real amount you’re down.
    For the Greek slur, I’m not sure what everyone else uses, but my mom and grandmother have come up with a few zingers in Greek.

  3. Though I do not comment alot I read nearly everyday. My comments always seem so pithy but when I post they lose their charm. I hope to grow up and have a blog someday.
    I am a big fan. A loyal fan and reader.
    Humbly I ask…Can you explain what brought you from playing with hundreds to 10’s of hundreds? Was there a little voice? An overwhelming sense of peace? Dread? just curious

  4. 3650.85? You’re joking right?! Please say your joking. You can buy a pretty big diamond with that kind of moolah.
    I only know Italian slurs (married a Sicilian), but I think they’re kind of interchangeable with the Greek slurs.

  5. Dang, Frank J… looks like it’s all been said, so I’ll give you your own haiku:
    IMAO means
    “I’M An Offensive gambler”?
    Next time, buy a clue.
    Never forget the timeless words of Samurai Kenny-san (Rogers) regarding taking risks:
    You’ve got to know when to hold them, know when to fold them. Know when to walk away, and know when to run.

  6. I never liked that song. Gag, gag, gag.
    I liked the movie Six Pack, though. Those kids were funny until they decided to behave, then it was a snore-fest.
    Coward of the County could use some re-writing. Everyone considered him the coward of the country. He never stood one single time to prove the country wrong. His mama named him Jacques. The folks just called him (insert whatever the French word is for yellow. I don’t remember)….

  7. I played semi-pro Blackjack for awhile, had a major loss where I took plenty of balls to the table, but forgot my brains. Even then, I only lost about $800 in one night.
    I’m thinking $3500 would buy a certain someone a nice sparkly rock…which would kinda count as gambling on a “yes”.
    FYI- Gambling Losses are NOT tax deductible!!!!
    Found that out when I tried to write off my big loss above. You can only use “gambling losses” to offsett taxable gambling winnings. And only if you win some serious cash does the casino report it.

  8. Dang! I hope that you lost that in a cool gamble like, “I bet this rented Ferrari can take that turn at this speed” type of gamble.
    As far as the Greek thing, wasn’t Dukakis Greek? I can’t think of anything more insulting than taking the blame for his existance/political career.

  9. Josh and Jolly Roger:
    As a capitalist, I have to point out that you may both be right. The $/lap-dance will improve with capital investment, e.g. various implants and suckings out of unwanted material. Of course, there are no guarantees in the free market system, but if she is diligent and follows good customer service practices with a smile on her face, there’s no reason she can’t recoup her investments very quickly.

  10. Please tell me that’s a typo!
    How do you go from betting nickle in the the “monoply thingy” to blowing over 3 grand?
    I hope you stole 3,000 ashtrays.
    and the towels. and sheets, and lamps, and TV, and…
    Oh, well. At least you still have us.
    Frank. Frank? Frank?
    Ooooh. He’s starting to cry. I um. have to. um go . Now.

  11. Wolf’s Dawn…
    The mystery word is “Juane” Now, say it out loud, and a big yellow duck comes down. And any Frenchperson in the room will promptly surrender to the duck.
    Why slur Greeks when you can slur the French? Could you call Geeks “Balkan French”?
    Tom

  12. Carl:
    I too am an Ian. In regards to your blog’s URL, I repectfully request that you either be more specific as to which Ian you are referring, or drop the reference altogether so as to avoid casting the dispersion too wide.
    Thank you,
    an Ian.

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