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Broke the bank at Las Vegas, or won a packet of smokes for getting your tinkle out in class? Outrageous, heroic or plain stupid bets.
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( , Thu 7 May 2009, 13:04)
Broke the bank at Las Vegas, or won a packet of smokes for getting your tinkle out in class? Outrageous, heroic or plain stupid bets.
Suggested by SpankyHanky
( , Thu 7 May 2009, 13:04)
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$1000 on Roulette
I was in Vegas, the Bellagio to be exact, and doing quite well - I was probably about 10 grand up for the night, which was pretty much a lifetime record.
Anyway, many drinks later I'm standing next to the roulette table watching some friends play, and not really paying much attention to the game. My girlfriend, who I hadn't seen for a couple of hours suddenly bounds up to me and excitedly asks me how I was doing (and how we were going to find next month's rent).
Leaning backwards on the roulette table, I nonchalantly pulled a yellow $1000 chip from my pocket, turned around, and pretended to place it on the number nearest to me, number 34.
As the chip touched the felt I suddenly heard a voice. "Hey!". Looking up I saw a large LED-lit 34, and the entire table angrily staring at me, my fingers still clutching the chip. I had literally put my bet down the second the number had come up.
I apologised for my drunkeness and swiftly left, before they took me into the back room to break my hands with a hammer.
( , Sat 9 May 2009, 23:43, Reply)
I was in Vegas, the Bellagio to be exact, and doing quite well - I was probably about 10 grand up for the night, which was pretty much a lifetime record.
Anyway, many drinks later I'm standing next to the roulette table watching some friends play, and not really paying much attention to the game. My girlfriend, who I hadn't seen for a couple of hours suddenly bounds up to me and excitedly asks me how I was doing (and how we were going to find next month's rent).
Leaning backwards on the roulette table, I nonchalantly pulled a yellow $1000 chip from my pocket, turned around, and pretended to place it on the number nearest to me, number 34.
As the chip touched the felt I suddenly heard a voice. "Hey!". Looking up I saw a large LED-lit 34, and the entire table angrily staring at me, my fingers still clutching the chip. I had literally put my bet down the second the number had come up.
I apologised for my drunkeness and swiftly left, before they took me into the back room to break my hands with a hammer.
( , Sat 9 May 2009, 23:43, Reply)
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