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Originally Posted by LuckyTxGuy
LOL!!! This is insanity!
Honestly, I was beginning to think you were a stalker. But here is the deal that gets me. No matter if you stalk these people or you hit the lottery over and over and over and just randomly meet them; they still let you hang out with them. It's not like these celebs just pose for a quick courtesy picture; we all know what those look like. OP is literally hanging out with them. These are people who have paid goons around just to get rid of annoying stalkers or fans. Any person from the general public is immediately assumed to be an annoying fan or stalker type. But still, OP breaks through this glass ceiling and they want to hang out with him....
This is an odd phenomena.lol More stories!! I'm hooked.lol
It really is very simply hanging out in high limit lounges for years. I'm sure any employee in any higher end casino could tell you some crazy stuff. A friend always got invited to the Jordan celebrity golf tourney every year and thats where most of these stories happened. Its also just being friendly and not at all shy when drinking.
Didn't go into much detail about Drake and Rhianna, but that was crazy. I have a self depricating sense of humor, dont mind making fun of myself and am brutally honest, some people just aren't used to that in this "I'm a baller" mentality town. When 28 finally hit on roulette I was coming back from the bathroom and Drake was playing black jack, I smacked him on the shoulder and said look at that s***. Those bodyguards went apes*** Drake started laughing and said Slim's cool, dont worry about him. The crowd from Barbados started egging me on to yank a particular Steroid Stan's chain. "Go f*** with him slim, we can't stand that sob" so of course I did. I flexed my bicep and told him pound for pound I had him and If I took my aderrall I could whip more ass than him, take his job. He just stared at the wall like a british palace guard. They all kiss Drake's ass something fierce. From vodka, champagne and Hennessy the bartender said it was the drunkest he had ever seen me. I talked a lot of junk to Rhianna that night but it was all compliments, I was told Drake might not have liked some of it but I think he was cool. I did tell him thanks for the champagne, only thing finer than it was her. All this is a very drunk recollection and for all I know they can't stand me but God as my witness thats how I remember it. I have seen way more famous people in there but never an entourage like that.
A lot of it is just chance and staying in Vegas 2 weeks at a time. a day or two after I saw Drake I was in the aria spa. hardly anyone was in there and I left my phone on the counter. Someone yells "yo who's samsung" it was TJ Miller aka "Stainer" he was really cool and we talked for a bit. I wasn't about to get a pic with him in the spa but we played craps that night and got one, he was awesome