This thread has gotten pretty pathetic.

also



****ING PARAGRAPHS HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF THEM?

You do realise that this wasn't staged for youtube?

Prolly will never have that kind of upswing again in your life.. GG

+1

Maybe you could contribute with a degen story then?

Yeah there just happened to be some random guy there filming on their phone just as that moron starts making a huge scene. True story huh? Not to mention it from a channel with other pranks which are also ****ing terrible.

On a semi related note if you're involved in the creation of the pranks in anyway i encourage you to go play in traffic.

I know its crazy to imagine but every word was true. Im sure if theres tracking sites that go back that far you will see my screen name playing games from 1-2 NL all the way to 25-50NL because of that run

Well seeing as a few of you liked my last degen story i will give it another go. I have hundreds of them. before I start I have to say that a lot of my degen storys came many years (10-15 years ago) before I kind of grew up. I do not condone anything I did back then. Everything I did then seemed pretty normal although looking back my life was a crazy mess.

I was living in San Francisco in in 1996. I was going out to clubs most nights, chasing women and dealing EX that I would get from LA to support myself. I had a friend Sean that was literally my partner in crime as we hung out all the time. Whenever we had enough money we would drive about 2 hours outside the city to a small reservation casino called Cache Creek. We would then keep playing till we were broke and head back to the city.
One day I got a call from a friend in Sacramento saying he could get a large amount of pure MDMA at a great price $24k. Now I didnt have anywhere close to that much money at the time but the deal was too good to pass up on so we knew we had to find the money somewhere. There was a guy Sean new in the club scene his name was James. He was a bit of a dork and he would buy everyone around him drinks and party favors trying to become popular. He was obviously pretty well off judging by his car and party habits. Sean spoke to him and told him that if he put up the money he would not only make $6k profit in a few days but he would also be left with a bunch of MDMA for himself which always made him more popular with the girls in the clubs. He reluctantly agreed and the next day gave Sean the $24k in cash. We gassed up my car and started the drive. Now the drive to Sacramento just happens to be a similar route to Cache Creek. After hearing the 3rd sign calling our names we decided to just stop in as we both needed to use the restrooms (and obviously theres no other restrooms in the area) We arrive to the casino around 11am and it was pretty dead. I started playing some $25 blackjack on one table and Sean wondered off to another. For some reason we could never gamble together. We could never win at the same table so we always played by ourselves. About 90 mins later I was down $700 and was wondering where Sean was. I looked across the casino and could see him at a table at the very back of the casino. As I walked towards him i could already see a crazy look in his eyes and he was sweating like a pig. As I approached the table i couldnt believe my eyes. He had $300 cash spread across on all 8 hands so a total bet of $2400. cache Creek was a gamblers nightmare. They had low table limits so if you were stuck you couldnt get unstuck and they had weird rules back then where if you played 3 hands or more every hand had to be the same amount or more then the first box bet. I arrived to be finally standing next to him just in time to see the dealer flip over a Blackjack and take down all 8 bets. After waiting for the stream of curse words to stop i looked at him and asked how much he was down. His words were EVERYTHING!. I was hoping he meant all of his money he bought with but already in my heart I knew what he meant. He had managed to lose $24k at a $300 max bet table in under 2 hours. On the very long drive back to the city (with no cash and no big bag of MDMA) Sean was trying to think of what to tell James. If I remember right he told him the deal was a set up and that we got robbed and that he would pay him back as soon as he had $24k (that promise as you can imagine pretty much worthless) I will never forget the look on seans face though as i approached his table. It was a look that was a mix of horror, anger and confusion with a little bit of what the F did i just do thrown in.

^ good stuff

Can u break the wall of text up?

Kinda hard to stay focused when reading..thanks!

wtf he's no poet. He doesn't love words because of the sake of words. He loves words because what they can accomplish. He's a ****ing degen. **** tha paragraphs imo.

I'm a degen and love paragraphs...

Just ****ing hard to read for a lot of people..

Thanks. I do know how to paragraph a story, however I get excited while writing and it turns out like one HUGE run on sentence. If I get a couple more positive views i'll tell the granddaddy story of them all.

I enjoyed, keep em coming

Great stuff, bollocks11. Don't mind the paragraphs, it's so entertaining I just speed right through it.

Hell, with all those drug dealing stories you could make a book and movie out of your life. Anyway, more please.

haha. I started off with two of the tamest story's I have just to test the water. Im going to sit down tonight and write another. To be honest most people wont believe most of my storys as they are too crazy. Its funny back then i thought thats how everyone lived. Jeez was i a mess.

No one cares about paragraphs, moooaar stories please.

wasnt me, but saw some really really dumb degen **** going on at foxwoods. This indian guy is betting like 3k a spin at roulette, the dumb part is he put so much out on different numbers- like 30 different numbers of the 37 (1 green 0 in high limit room) when he hit one, he barely broke even. But when he missed, lost like 3k! In the end the dealer told me he lost over $70,000! in a few hours!

Blowing $24k of MDMA front money on 2 hours of Black Jack HAHAHHAHAHHA
Now that's a gambling problem, hope you guys got free drinks at least. Def post more..

Here we go heres a quickie.
When I was in the rave/house music scene in San Francisco we would go out to clubs all night and then we would often go to The End Up which was a bar/club that opened up at 6AM and catered to those not yet sleepy. They had a bar size pool table there and thats where i would spend sometimes all day playing pool. We would bet anything from money to drugs on game after game, all the while doing shots, swallowing pills and smoking hits from a pipe with various natural and man made substances in it.
One day I was playing this yuppie that really looked like he didnt belong there. To give him credit he did have a sexy girl with him that was wearing a little bra top and mini skirt that rode up so high i just knew any min now I would catch a glimpse of the kitty. We had been playing about an hour and he was down about $300 playing $30 a game. Every time I won he would say how unlucky he got and that I sucked. He then asked me to play him for $500. I agreed and pulled out my $500. He pulled out his wallet however he had less then $200 on him. I wouldnt agree to playing him on credit and after going back and forth about the subject for about 5 mins he suddenly said If I lose and I dont pay you my GF will give you a hand job. Well now he had my interest. I turned to his GF to see what she thought and he told her not to worry and that she knew he had plenty of money and he would pay me no problem so she need not worry. So we agreed that if he lost he would go get the money and leave his GF with me while he went to go get it. Now obviously if he had left and not come back there wouldnt be much i could do about it but the whole idea was sounding fun and now there was a crowd watching on. We racked up and flipped a coin for break. He won, broke and downed 2 stripes. He knocked one more down and then it was my turn. I knocked down 4 and then left him without any shot. I only needed one more turn to run the table and declare victory. I smiled and told him I would take good care of his girl till he got back. He grabbed his coat and told her he would be back in 10 mins that he just had to go to a ATM. After he left I bought her a drink and started talking to him. They had been dating casually for about 6-7 months and they both had been out all night taking EX at a club down the road called DV8. About 20 mins later a very sheepish looking BF reappeared and started mumbling something about his daily limit being reached and that i could hold his ID till the next day when he would come meet me and pay me. I of course said no way we had a deal. A few others that had watched the deal be made and the game being played started chanting hand job hand job hand job. Soon a few others joined in and then i swear it seemed like the whole bar joined in even though it was probably just a handfull of people. The guy didnt know what to do and just kept talking about how much money he had and how he had paid back debts of tens of thousands of dollars and that he never skipped on a debt. I said if that was the case he had better either give me $500 right then or have his girl live up to her end that she had agreed to. About two mins later with the BF still pleading his case the girl just grabbed my hand and started leading me towards the bathroom. She pulled me in one of the stalls (the stalls there have seen more action then a paratrooper in combat) and started undoing my zipper. I tried to kiss her but she wouldnt let me. She did however pull out her tits and let me play with them while she started tugging on me. About 5 mins later i was done and we walked out. as we got back to the pool table about 6-7 people let out a huge cheer and the BF just sat there looking stupid. We stayed there another couple of hours and so did they. Right before we left while the BF was getting them drinks I slipped her my tel number. She took it but I never heard from her. I never saw either of them again in there and that was the only time in my life ive bet money against a hand job.

Tomorrow ill write about a rave i went to on a cruise ship sponsored by Camel Cigarettes where they took over a whole cruise ship and had one long never ending party on the boat and then carried on on the beach in the Bahamas. The level of degeneracy reached an all time high on this ship!

nice one

Should have let it ride...blow job or nothing on the next game imo.

Thanks for saving this thread.

I for one would have welched on that bet. There is no way I'm letting my girl square up. Unless she was some Scally I just met, then the $300 and a good laugh is worth it. But 6-7 months, NO way. Most others would probably say the same thing and not believe this story to be true. But if you ever done X, then you know the crazy mind boggling things guys/girls do on this drug. I would pay moderate money for the audio of those 2, the next day when the drugs wore off and silence broke about the 5 mins in the stall. So sick..

Your exactly right, get a bunch of EX down a girls throat there's not much she wont do if its really pure. The EX back in 1996 in San Fran was this powder called Black Licorice and it was the bomb. EX was just our appetizer though as most people we were partying with were swallowing pills, smoking just about anything and washing it all down with a little GHB for good measure. Again i do not recommend this for anyone as things any weekend could of taken a turn for the worse. I did however get a lot of good memorys out of it.

Keep posted.

Next story coming up is a rave cruise i went on sponsored by Camel cigarettes where they took over an entire cruise boat that left FL for the Bahamas and had a none stop rave for 3 days while it sailed to the Bahamas where it docked for a full nights rave on a Bahamas beach. Now you might think that all sounds pretty normal. Well it would of been if me and two friends didnt find ourselves in the scariest slums of the Bahamas trying to buy coke.