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Saturday 12:45am(PST): Dealer makes 21 THIRTEEN TIMES IN A ROW with comedy cards showing, drop that $1200 in those 13 hands. WAS BRUTAL...Go back to room for final $500, say only going to spend $200 of it but should keep the other $300 on me just in case of needed Double down

Saturday 4:00am(PST): Go back to room, pockets EMPTY, hammered again, tell some friends about unreal luck, they laugh..Go to sleep, get wokin up in 3 hours after friends are out of control

Saturday 9:00am(PST): Hit friend up for $300, put $100 on blackjack, lose $100 in 5 hands and dealer laughs at me, tell him "GFY" and go to sportsbook for Arlington

Saturday 1:00pm(PST): Haven't hit a single thing, decide its time to eat FOURTH Philly Cheesesteak from Johnny's across way, AWESOME sandwitch, ate 8 of them total on trip

Saturday 4:00pm(PST): Go take leak at bathroom, walking back to sportsbook and I see pre-UFC brawl between two friends, don't know what happen, other friends just standing there watching, "HEY, KNOCK IT OFF", grab friend and put into full nelson, direct the other friend to go upstairs, get the details, sportsbook manager comes up to me 10 minutes later, tell him things are fine...Friend was protecting himself from other friend, other friend is hammered and a diabetic, disorientated and picking fights with all friends, including the one HUGE friend that likes to throw down, leave diabetic friend in room to do insulin, tell him to do his insulin and to go to sleep(he had been up for 26 hours and drinking vodka cranberry)...Diabetic friend come back in 20 minutes, blood on face, try reasoning with him to go upstairs and relax knowing he would pass out, won't listen to anyone. I ask sportsbook manager to call security because that would "scare" him...He tells security to "GFY" in full words, security puts him on room arrest for 24 hours. Friend finally passed out...talking to sportsbook manager, I tell him how flight isn't until Monday at Midnight, ask him if he can get our checkout until 3pm on Sunday, he says no problem

Saturday 7pm(PST): Getting ready for strip club, trying to be quiet so friend doesn't wake up, friend wakes up right before we leave, all sprint out of room to avoid him

Saturday 7:30pm-10pm(PST): hit friend up for another $200 for strip club, Get taken advantage of from Cheetah's Bus driver as he tells us it is $20 to get in, plus tip for him, find out it is only $10 to get in, guy juiced us...negiotated VIP area for $100 to bouncer and guaranteed $100 bar tab, bouncer agree, GIRLS FLOCK to the ballers in the VIP area. Ask every stripper "Mustache or no mustache" keep running tab of votes, no mustache was an open length winner. I get private dance and girl lets me grab EVERYTHING, big fan of this, bouncer comes by and I ask why he did that, girl responds "Want to make sure I wasn't giving you something" I respond "OH MAN" More conversation there that can't be discussed as too long, $118 bar tab, give girl $150, I am blitzed again because took boob shots of jaeger(?), didn't know they were jaeger(?)

Saturday 10:30pm: Get back to Casino with $20 in pocket, don't leave until Monday at Midnight, need something to keep busy. Go watch friend play blackjack and continue to get free drinks, unbelievably hammered

Sunday 1:30am: Best part of trip as most comedy, UNBELIEVABLE SMOKING GIRL walks by, she was working...I follow and beat outside, the whole smile back and forth ordeal, I'm teasing her, she starts to talk, before confronting, put wallet in front pocket to imply a wad, see her look at pocket where I had my wallet, smile comes...Conversation on-going, I ask what the deal is, she tells me "3" as in $300...I knew that was the number so I had the best line of all time planned "According to my math, that is $10 per minute on a half hour session, can I get 2 minutes please, that is all I need" She looks at me and was all pissed off she wasted 5 minutes of conversation, WAS SO COMEDY as I couldn't stop laughing, tell friends, finally get them to believe me that I did that....SO GREAT

Sunday 4am: Go back to room to finally get some sleep

Sunday 8am: Get wokin up because friend was leaving, can't fall back alsleep because another friend takes place in bed, talking about how much money he won

Sunday Noon: Go up to room to lie down, pissed and tired is not good combo....

Sunday 2pm: Find out that Immelmen is making run, on top, GETTING PISSED because that is $900 I would have had if plane was faster...Can't wait to get home

Sunday 3:01pm: Housekeeping is knocking on door, tells us we were just checked out (LIKE HAWKS I TELL YOU)

Sunday 3pm to 8pm: Walk back and forth from tables and sportsbook, thinking about how good my bed is going to be and how much this SUCKS

Sunday 8pm: Finally go to airport

Monday Midnight: Get on plane, take Xanax and try to pass out, friend get in verbal confrontation about having the window seat, all friends know that I like the window seats because I like to look outside, he wants it to sleep, REALLY pissed at him because of his selfishness

Monday 5am: Touch down at O'Hare, EXCITED about bed, get home at 5:30am, pass out until 11am....

All in all, a great time obviously because of all the comediness. My friend who always fronts alot of cash and used his card to pay for the room got smoked for 3k at the tables, so I asked everyone to put their players rewards to the room, I had $80 in comps, alot considering one of my friend only had $10, ended up with getting close to $200 off the room between like 5 players(2 of the guys aren't crazy gamblers)....I talked to sportsbook manager on Saturday afternoon and I got the lowdown on my wagering activity. Wagered close to 4k, was positive $200 on horses, negative $300 on sports, and he told me I lost a total of 1k on blackjack...Played blackjack for a total of 26 hours, at an average of $48 a hand...Still tired from events.