wickedmonkey

man am i friggin tired. i woke up at 2:30 today. but thats because i was at Foxwoods casino all night.

A guy at work was having his bachelor party at Foxwoods. But they couldn't get a room at Foxwoods, so we ended up at some shitball motel down the street. But whatever, its just a room to party in, right? So anyway, i was apparantly the only delegate from work who decided to show up. So i knew the bachelor and.....no one else. Everyone was pretty cool, even though they all called me either Silent Bob, Jesus, or Johnny Damon. Hey, i'll answer to any name.

The "strippers" finally arrived at midnight. And i do use the term "strippers" lightly here. They were...um, how do i explain this....have you seen "Hookers on the Point" on HBO? Yeah, these ladies would have fit in nicely on those street corners. But boobs are boobs, no matter how skanky they may be.

They fire up some R. Kelly on the boombox ("i'm gonna piss on you...") and the girls start dancing....and thats it. They didn't take their clothes off. nothing. one girl had on a nightgown or something, and the other had a one-piece bathing suit! it was weird. So i saved a lot of ones that were meant for the strippers, to use for the casino.

We sent the strippers packing, and then we got our gamble on. i got my ass handed to me on the slots and video poker. but i did manage to make $60 last almost 2 hours at the roulette table! i was up $120 at one point, but finally walked away with my original 60 bucks. not a bad time.

i think its time for another nap.