"Ur"?

Ranger, you never recovered the cash or artifacts that your ex threw out? All you got back was the ring?

Those are the facts.
I assume the lockboxes are in a landfill wherever all the vegas trash goes.

Amazing stories rangerdanger. Im curious to know what you currently do in your life now. Raising your kid(s)? Make a big score and enjoying retirement? Still a degen?

Also curious about the priceless artifacts, any info about their historical significance somewhere online?

If a chest full of priceless artifacts and 60k cold hard cash was literally taken to the dump even after a couple weeks I think even with it being a needle in a haystack search I would have went to the dump to look..

this is not on the same level as some of rangers heists, but many years ago me and my friend got a idea to make some cash. My dad was a big coffee drinker, and always bought Maxwell House. On the can it says satisfied or DOUBLE your money back. Well we started buying coffee. Lots of coffee. And returning all of it for double our money back. This went on for several months, it wasnt for gambling though, it was for weed. A single can scam got you a eighth. Eventually they caught on, gave us a hard time, and we stopped. Probably smoked a few free ounces by that time, thanks maxwell house!

Scored twice, used money to bankroll a check cashing/title loan biz w a partner, and one other venture i cant mention or ill lose anonymity. Havent really worked a day since around mid 2008. Have custody of the kid. Live in paradise. Play cards. I dont feel bad for anything, but can agree that things turned out better than i deserve.

As far as the artifacts, i agree. Dump diving woulda been smart but at the time i wasnt yet sure if she kept em, tossed em, reaally goodwilled em etc.

Yes i know what some are, because the dealer i was sending pics to did the research and told me, and was making offers.

There are some people here that know me and can out my identity. I dont think that saying what i was responsible for taking would be smart given that fact. In my minds eye i see that as something that someone WILL try to find me over. sorry.

Appreciate the response though.

Dont sell yourself short. This is legit. Any free money is good money.

Agree with rangerdanger I like the maxwell house scheme their coffee sucks and weed isn't cheap

Everytime I lose big in AC, I like reading this thread makes. Makes me sleep better after lighting 25k on fire.

My first WSOP.

Had some cash, was playing fulltime during this period. Im in vegas hanging out w korean stripper i knew from college, lets call her kim chee. kickin it at spearment rhino during WSOP. The clown in this story posts here, or at least used to. I will call him clown. So kim chee who is a super hustler of the highest order
Tells me shes taking me out tonight w her girlfriends, that there she promises ill get laid (knows pussy is my leak), and that the whole night is to be financed by this guy thats flying in. He supposed to be a big named pro, and she wants me to size him up. Says he spends 20-30k on her every trip. I eye roll and think if hes a pro poker player theres no way. Figure more likely some dumb business man trying to sound cool.

She tells me not to say im into cards or he will tighten up w his money. I agree.

So kimchee takes me to a casino to meet up w him. We meet russian stripper in garage. Ill call her Borscht. We walk to high limit are where he is playing BJ. He gives her a hug and breaks her off 10k in 500$ chips. Im like wtf ?! Most surprising part is she is actually winning, and in the end just throws all the chips in her handbag and we leave. I was like.... What the hell!?
Anyhow. We go back to this guys suite. Its like a Miami vice drug kingpins mansion in there. Im shocked. I mean the place was like a palatial estate. Soooo sick. The place was giving me the itch to go play cards. Id had some really serious wins and the korean had been around for some. Im thinking she has like 13k in her purse, ill see if she will stake me and ill play biggest game i can find, crush and repay. I had the money to do it, but knew that shed prob back me and if it was lost wouldnt give a ****. Degen rule #1 is that its better to lose someone elses than your own.
Borscht has to go to work. Talks to Kim Chee and jets. Kim Chee comes to me and says that Borscht said to keep me away from the girls that were on the way. Im like ****. Raid the bar, which was like a real ****in bar, sit back and think that since im not gonna be eating any strange cooch i may as well go to the rio and play cards.

The girls get there. Man. I had seen a few before but it was a half dozen bad ass chicks. Two i had knowledge of were a filipina that had been in "hip hop honeys" and thought she was famous, and a Chechen stripper i had only heard about from Borscht because they were bitter enemies.

Im just eyerolling, hopeless, because borscht had already kyboshed my extra curriculars w kimchee, and so of COURSE a pack of thoroughbreds walk in. Sigh. I was taking Testosterone, allot at this time and i was an emotional basketcase. I could sink in a heartbeat. Rage. Whatev. Basketcase.

Kim Chee calls me over. Shes like girrrls this xxxxxx, we went to school together, he so sweet, hes singllllle"
Im like say whaaaaa?! She winks at me and its game on.

Skip ahead through a lot of gambling and bar hoping and clubbing etc, and we end up at a place that i THINK was called Empire ballroom? Everytime we had been to a new casino he was giving this girl another couple grand, and whether she won or lost she pocketed the chips at the end.

So we are at the ballroom, guy has paid for everything for everyone all night. Had called a couple of his friends who were also suckers, and though i had my eye on this broad
that went by "Glory", she had somehow been acounted for and now guess whos all on my rocks. The chechen. Shes really hot. I dunno how or why but eastern block chicks have always loved me. So weird, and not as convenient as one might think because i have asian plague and could care less about these euros. Anyhow. I say im going to the bathroom, get outta my lap. Im determined that when i get back im getting 10k from kimchee for hsnl.
Go to bathroom, and the chechen girl follows me in.

?!

The dudes were all cool and she pulls me in a stall. Opens purse. Everyone that knows me knows i LOVE to roll. Favorite thing in life, period.
Says kimchee said i like Ecstasy, i say yaaaaa. She breaks out a bag of ten. Blue dolphins, rolexs, mitsubishis, and chocolate chips.
I eat two chocolate chips and she eats two.
She standing in front of me in a tube dress w a foot on the toilet seat. No undies on and i can see her bare ****ing snatch. Just fed me E. Im not rollin but im confident she wants some penis. Move in to kiss her, she turns head and i kiss cheek.
Well, ****ing misread that!
Im like thanks for pills what do i owe u. She says nothin, just have fun. I turn to unlock stall. She says I bet it will make Borscht really mad if i suck your dick huh? I turn and say ya. Stand awkwardly for a second and shes like ok cool lets go back out there. My head is so ****ing confused right now, ive got no idea whats goin down.
She gives out rest of rolls to Clown and some girls w us.

Ffwd an ower. Im rolling my ****ing NUTS off. At some point clown and i are sat together while girls are on piss break and start talking poker. This is his first time rollin and he doesnt care that i know who he is, am in the scene etc. Hes like "dude i bet we could CRUSH right now. " i agree. We cut our stay at ballroom, head back to his suite w whores in tow. Im not quite peaking yet but im GOOD. This makes me look ******ed but i wont spare the gory details.....
The chechen drags me off to room, shes out of her mind rollin her face off. Strips, make out, peels clothes off. I hear some guys say they cant get it up on E. For me i can get it up but wont come, and if i get sidetracked ill lose my hardon instantly.
This chechen whore was sucking my dick like it had a green card in it. Ive got a raging hardon. She turns and is on bed doggy style w deep ass arch in her back. Man. Her ******* and pussy were bare as if she never grew hair at all. Bright pink. So hot. I cant remember what else i was thinking about but between the testosterone and the ecstasy i get super emotional i start choking up, and my hardon disappears instantly. Theres music on and she cant hear me sniffling while trying to finger bang her. She starts toturn and look at me and i do the only thing i can think of to hide my face. I bury it in her ass.

So, im in a crazy master suite w a famous pro player, in a bedroom w a chechen whore who is the enemy of my own russian whore, rolling balls with two fingers in her snizz and my tongue, inexplicably, up her ass, and ive had an emotional breakdown (that i also cant explain) and am quite literally SOBBING behind this bitch while shes writhing and groaning.

Pounding on door. Its clown and hes telling me theres a 50/100 game in town where his friends are and lets get to it. Im saved. Get clothes on quick, wipe tears, tell chechen (not happy) that ill brb.

We sit at game. I forgot to tell kimchee to give me money so i use my own. Im peaking. I mean i am rolling FACE. The clown is sitting right across from me and he is goners. We r so ****ed up. Kimchee n a friend are there, i take her glasses to cover my crazy e eyes. So im sitting here at this huge game, w money i shouldnt lose. I cant stop licking my lips, im dancing in my seat, and wearing womens sunglasses like thats gonna hide something. I was in the ****ing zone though and i swear i couldnt make a bad call. Pretty sure that the guys thought i was on crack and would donk of chips. Got no respect for my raises and ultimately play one of the best most profitable games id ever had. Its 7 or 8 in the morning. Cash up. Clown asks if im gonna play the wsop event today. I say cant afford it. He says dude u just profited 5 figures ! I say ya but i cant afford to lose that ****. He says he will stake me, we work out a deal.
The day goes well, all the way into the night. Ive now been partying and pokering for 2 days. Clown says lets go to my suite. I say nay, i gotta take shower get new clothes etc. Ill drive to northtown. Im exhausted but drive anyway. So much money in pocket... Epic night w strange euro whore... Im deep in a wsop event. Lifes good.
Just tired.
Driving down craig road, get stopped at railroad crossing. Trains goin so slow.... Taking so long. Just wanna get home.

Next thing i know i hear a knock. Open eyes. Im in the car and outside theres a fireman at window. Rearview mirror therrs a ****ing firetruck behind me!? Id been sleeping at this railroad crossing for like 15 min!!!! He asks if ive been drinking. I tell him no ive been playing cards at wsop for crazy hours. Pile of cash next to me, smells breath, i show him military ID. He asks where i live, i say few blocks. They had a ****ing boot on my car!!! They remove and follow me home in fire truck to make sure i get there ok.

Was a great night. Eventually though the russian did find out about the chechen. I hear through grapevine that the fact that i didnt **** her and just ate her but has not only pissed off, but embarrassed the russian. Lol.
This is the main catalyst in why she spraid my AC ducts and bed sheets full of mace in the other story.

Bitches. What can ya do

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ur

I could read Ranger's stories all ****in day… and all through the night.

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The equalizer in the 92nd minute resulted in a 48k swing for me. Would have turned my worst ever week into a winning one. This is honestly pretty unreal. Not to mention Sean Johnson(G for Chicago) stopped 8 shots, nearly all diving saves. Could have easily been 6/7-2. Instead, perhaps a few missed calls and a stoppage time goal lead to a 3/4 parlay and nearly 50,000 swing. This is tough to swallow.

im dead

Hi degens. I searched my own profile today and found that I had started a degen series about a former "friend". I didnt finish. I guess I just forgot to for some reason. I apologize to the people who seemed to enjoy the first three parts. However, I am back with the fourth chapter.

The continuing story of Clubowner Scott
(6 months to late)

After the flipping ordeal Scott shared with Vlad, there were big changes on the horizon.

The story moves forward a couple of weeks. The crew is gathered at the club, where we find Scott sitting in the TV room, completely silent. He is watching his black and brown favorites run all over the screen, horseracing is happening. Scott had placed bets all over and it seemed he would finally get his share in true fortune favors the brave fashion. I dont know if he bet all the money that he had at the time, but it would seem close to being the truth: We are all gathered around him, players, dealers, even his partner, the man we came to call the toothfairy - floorman Tea. Its the final of 7 races, he needs 1 of 2 horses to win to collect a prize of either 40k$ or 60k$. The highest paid horse gets the job done, and suddenly Scott is a man of means. His appearance is the same, much like a hillbilly bum from a no-budget comedy. But somewhere in the center of his left eye, one could see a sudden change in character.

A few days pass by, Scott collects his winnings and start making promises of paying everyone that is owed money by the club in full. The atmosphere, the mood between players and staff were definitely on a steep upswing. Games were running daily.
Scott even bought some new equipment, chairs, tables, chips. Scott signed a deal with Unibet to get some packages to play for and transitioned the club from cashgame exclusive in to also entertaining tournament players. The club was on the mend.

Unfortunately, it wouldnt last long.

As time went by, players still hadnt recieved any of their owed money. They were beginning to wonder what was really going on, how Scott could win 60k$ and spend on equipment and packages, without making good on his word of repayment. Rumors started to surface, rumors that told the fact that Scott had traveled to Britain to play in a tournament. While in Britain, Scott (according to the rumors) was glued to the casino floor , like he often had been before. Needless to say, he went on a rampage, losing close to all of the money he won on the horseracing bet. The new equipment and the deal with Unibet were but smokescreens collected in a deal with a familiar foe: Scott had brought in a third business partner without telling a soul.

Billy Blue

The arrival of the third owner happened in the following days. He was about the same age as Scott, he was widely known for being a huge degenerate. He too was a poker player, but his love was mainly reserved for the spinning wheels of the slot machines - particularly the online versions. I would often arrive early at the club, and many times he was sitting on huge amounts of credit at the slots, only to outburst an hour or two later, screaming that he had run into bad luck and was out of money.

Billy Blue, being even more of a degen than Scott, brought a new businessplan to the table. The club had transitioned into more of a tournament/cash business as of late, welcoming more rec players that wanted to buy in for a low fixed amount and have a night out with the boys. Billy would soon put an end to this new atmosphere, though:

He introduced the blackjack table.
In a seperate room from the poker tables, with a bar next to it, it stood. In all of its glory. Bearing the promise of glittering money, earned by the seconds, it appeared as an oasis in the desert to many of the starving degens that usually "played" poker at the club.

One or two parts remain, ill be back this time.
Again, im sorry for the delay.

^^^ half a story? Um ok

If you are reffering to mine, the story contain 3 parts that were posted 6 months ago, along with this part, which is the fourth part. There is one or two parts left that will be posted at a later time.

Bahahahaha

well so i recently went from being up a lot of $ to shrinking my bankroll into a little under 10k over the course of a month

i have decided to take a break from gambling while i reassess my situation

i start school in a few weeks
and am in 30-40k in debt


i placed a big hero parlay last night on the dodgers, SF, blue jays, texas, novak and the mets

normally i would be mad that i hit 4 of them but since novak also lost im not that mad/tilted because im sure people out there lost millions on that one

nobody would expect murray to beat him


i have came to a few options to figure out my life

1. i can go all in on 3 hands of baccarat and i will pretty much be break even

2. i can file for bankruptcy and work a part time job while finishing school
(issue with this is my major leads to jobs involving money/finances and i heard a bankruptcy on your record makes it hard to get a career relevant to degree)

3. i can join the millitary and pay off my debt and save for rest of my deployment
and start a business or something idk(leaning towards joining the marines atm)

what do my fellow degens think?

all in twice on baccarat aiaec. You said you are 30-40k in debt and have 10k. 10 x 2=20 x 2=40k your out of debt. bet player for no commission.
thank me later.

i wouldnt push my luck for 3 times, but if you have the balls....80k sounds nice!

its closer to like 8k after i make my monthly payments

8 x2 = 16
16 x 2= 32
32 x 2 = 64

pay off debt and gives me liferoll to work with

i have attempted this twice before in life and have lost both times

no commission at my local but if i were to follow through with this i would prob do it at vegas or foxwoods or something

i also wouldnt do it all at once id walk around find a table and spot i like
and make the bet

and repeat

The break is probably a good thing, cool off center your head and get things straightened out.

Options
1. High variance break or bust scenarios (the truest form of degening) are just that - HIGH RISK, if you need the BR$ to live on then I'm not sure this is the right play
2. Worst option. Bankruptcy basically labels you a **** up for at least the next 7 years (can have longer lasting effects as bad credit takes forever to re-establish and current economical situations are making credit harder)
3. As a US Army veteran with a tour in Iraq, I can honestly say that if you're looking to get away from degening in order to save up money, the military is not the place to do that. We would bet on everything from what time the base would do their next radio check while we were on the night shift to whether or not we would get attacked on a patrol, how many people would desert on the Iraqi Army units we were training, how long this dust storm were in right now will last, I bet you I can shoot that soda can from x distance with y gun, you get the picture. Paying off your debt? All depends on what kinda of bonus you can get when you join, In the US the big enlistment bonuses are a thing of the past and without extreme discipline, paying it off on a soldier's salary will take TIME.

Safe play = work your way through school, keep your roll up playing poker part time, avoid huge parlay bets (yes they pay great but why is that, they're long odds bets), if you can't lay off it all together, scale down your sizing.

Moderate play = instead of all-in 3 hands of baccarat, play a long haul session and try to run it up betting 200/hand instead of 10k. Better ye, center yourself, read up a bit and step up one level of stakes in poker, try 5/10 NL with 2k and play as well as you can, I've always favored the skill based gambling (poker, betting on bowling/darts/shooting (things I'm good at that other people aren't)

High Risk Play = put entire roll on Poker/BJ/Baccarat table ask the God of Variance for one favor, and blast away.

whatever happens, best of luck and let us know what/how you did.

i would need to make 100 a day
or 3k a month

for the next year to pay off my debt and not spend any money

realistically a job i can get while going to school will only get me 1-2k a month at most
i figured life in the millitary would be similar to jail and i wouldnt spend any money and every cent that came in would go towards being debt free

i also thought maybe i could start a poker club and rake or something and become a bookie if i went the millitary route

On the contrary, military life can be quite expensive. While you do get a clothing allowance every year on your anniversary ($500/year when I got out in 2008), you need to buy new uniforms somewhat often as they get stained/torn/faded (depending on how strict your unit is, which if you run bad at life like I do, you'll wind up in a super strict company that will dock your pay/demote you for showing up to work in a flawed uniform). Food will be covered and you'll have a place to stay "free of charge" but any extras aren't included (cable/internet/cell phone etc.) Also you need to think about cars, insurance around military bases is usually higher than the average for the rest of the area you're assigned to. If you can live w/o a car, good.

Running a raked game can be good, but just remember that some commanders wont like it and if you get caught (no one keeps their mouth shut) they will confiscate EVERYTHING on the table and possibly any cash you're holding for the game etc. Only run these games off post if possible but that can be problematic as you will likely need to rent some sort of facility (a buddy who lives off post might let you use his house for a cut of rake).
Running a sports book (or just booking oddball bets) can be good but people will expect you to pay up if they win and might not be willing to pay up if they lose, instead threatening to report you to the authorities, NEVER take the bet without taking the cash first!

as for 3k/month... This Link Shows Monthly Pay For US Enlisted Servicemen


Suffice to say, supplementary income would be a necessity.