Weather wise :-)
February is not good for much else.

I feel like going to Vegas

You getting married?...............

Haha hardly.
I just wanna play craps!

Same thing............

Hahahaha!

I want to roll the dice and not get burned.

Row U come here and we can do a fattie and play spin the bottle in bed!! Cheaper AND ALOT more fun!!

ROAD TRIP!

I can cheer you on Row, only because I dunno how to play craps


"Come On! Amanda needs another new pair o shoes!"

You'll be my good luck charm and roll the dice for me John
Momma needs a new pair of shoes!

Mikey I'm on my way via Vegas

If I were to gamble in Vegas I would just end up betting on the ponies..........

Hey ya stoners!!

I think MY game would be BLACK JACK!
*I'll take another hit!

I used to have a racetrack about a mile away from my house. It's gone now :(
They had dollar Fridays. Dollar beer, dollar hot dogs and live music.
Sometimes I even won betting on the ponies.
They closed it so they could build condos.

High CoolDee.......

That sucks they closed that track. Sounds like fun. They have been closing tracks all over the country. Horse racing isn't what it used to be......

High CoolChic!

It's true. Even in Vegas you'd have to watch it on tv, right?

Vegas has those mechanical horse racing machines... sit and watch em run around the dome covered tables. Looks fishy... I usually look a gift horse in the mouth before I bet on it...

Hahahaha

At Circus Circus??

If I remember.... It was at the old Stardust.

But I wouldn't trust my memory

I was in Vegas, 3am in the morning, playing craps
with a friend.
We knew nothing whatsoever about craps.
I mean nothing.
The 'come' line fascinated us, so we kept
betting it.
Winning despite ourselves.
Laughing our fool heads off.
A crowd gathered, wanting in on the fun.
The croupiers had given up on teaching us anything,
but we were a huge draw.
We stood at the foot of the table, opposite
the dice thrower.
Suddenly he threw the dice, which rolled down the
table, up the edge, up my shirt, and landing in
the curve of the boobies.
There was a crowd inhalation of breath.
Without even blinking, as I am looking down at
the dice (trying to read them) the croupier reaches
out his croupier stick and flicks them back onto
the table.
That was one fun night.
The croupiers wanted us to come back every night :-)