Degen Stories....
10-16-2017
, 07:50 AM
Quote:
This will probably be TLDR so for my busy fellow degens, cliffs on the bottom…
The following is my recent ****ed up bender in Vegas August 29th - September 6th, 2017:
I decided to fly to Vegas for my birthday as a reward for all my hard work. I had just made over 100k in poker in 2 months + good money trading in the markets, so I thought I deserved some fun for grinding my ass off for 7days/week for months… I was coming off a bunch of online tournament wins and final tabling the 2,000 entry Borgata Almighty in July + crushing 5/10 and 10/25 NLHE and feeling pretty good. The plan was to be there about 8-9 days, fly in Tuesday at noon from JFK and for my 2 childhood friends to join me Thursday and Friday. The 3 of us were planning to have an enjoyable 5 or so days partying and having a good time after that. We wanted to get the 2bedroom penthouse at Aria, but because it was Labor Day weekend, it was booked. I wanted to stay at Encore, but my friends wanted to go to Hakkassan and Wet Republic and wanted to stay right there so I agreed and we booked 3 suites @ MGM Signature. My friend and I were staying on the 32nd floor and other friend on the 31st floor. I land in Vegas on Tuesday, August 29th around noon and right away feel super excited. My Uber driver is a super friendly old man driving a flashy black Benz (wtf?) so this ride cost me about $7 and I figure he was lonely and wanted to meet various people in retirement.
I’ve got 27k in cash in my backpack for some reason despite promising myself my Vegas bankroll will be 10k… spoiler alert I failed and wasn’t even close + 18k in BofA checking and 18k in TD Bank checking for quick& easy access (terrible idea). I ended this vacation with _____, I think my fellow degens can take an educated guess… Anyway, I check in and am delighted to see that I’ve got an extremely long balcony (200feet?) and a nice view of Vegas. I put 17k cash into my safe and 10k in my wallet, which now can’t even close and I end up walking around with it as a long rectangle, not folded and sticking out of my pocket like a moron. My ex gf stripper calls me and is already angry at me for not letting her know I am here and letting her pick me up. She’s bat**** ****in crazy, but I’ve got a soft spot for her in my heart. I’ve known her since she was 20 and we used to live together (craziest 6 months of my life and lots of stories from then…). I shower, get dressed, she comes over and we get along well, which is what usually happens for the first 15 minutes or so after we haven’t seen each other in a while. Without me asking, she gives me a wonderful BJ and proceeds to leave as its her first week of class at community college (she’s since gotten kicked out for not attending too many times surprise surprise LOL)
I go downstairs to check out the scenery since I’ve only been to MGM maybe 3 times in 50+ Vegas trips since age 21 (couple of shows & Hakkassan). I slide $500 into Video Roulette and proceed to bet $25 each on a few numbers that have only hit 1-3 times in the last 400 spins + $100 on black since its been 44/51 black/red during last 400 (LOL). Lose that in 2 spins, but I’m no quitter, so insert another $500 and promptly lose that also. I then put 1k in and start betting $50/number and don’t hit even one of my numbers (foreshadowed how I was gonna run this trip…) I lose 2k and as I’m about to leave my number that I’ve been betting every single spin for who knows how many consecutive spins, hits on the very first spin I don’t bet. Now, normally this would put me on giant monkey tilt, but I tell myself my birthday is coming up and I don’t wanna blow up my bankroll on 1st day in Vegas. I go up to my room and order room service. Ex gf comes back after her class ends and we go to the dispensary by Rhino where I buy a lot of prerolled blunts for $300, hit the liquor store to buy two 1.5Liter bottles of Grey Goose, huge bottles of Kettle One & Absolut, Patron & Don Julio, champagne bottles for the ladies, 2 twelve packs of beer, Red Bulls, juices, etc… Then we go to a store to buy food and snacks and everything we will all want for the duration of this trip. I end up having to make at least 5 trips back and forth from my room to her car carrying all this ****. Its the best workout I’ve had in at least a month…
We end up smoking some green on my balcony and then watching TV and talking. She tells me she wants to sleep over and I say **** no you need to leave because you’re ****ing another dude and lying to me about it… she becomes sad and leaves me, which makes me feel very upset. I lay down and briefly consider going to sleep, but a degen in Vegas can’t sleep first night there… I end up @ Aria playing craps and before long lose 2k betting all the numbers and pass line with max odds. I go to roulette and lose another 1.5k in under half an hour. I then go to 5/10 despite having promised myself that I absolutely will not play poker until the Borgata Poker Open 10 days later… Now I don’t mean to sound arrogant and don’t take this the wrong way because I am a humble guy, but when it comes to poker, I am one of the best. If I am playing my A game and focused, I can (and usually do) beat everyone at stakes as high as 25/50 NLHE, 10/25, 10/20/40 @ Bellagio, etc. I’m up ~1mil lifetime @ live cash games (possibly much more as I’ve never been one to keep records). I’ve played under 25 live tournaments in my life, but considering playing some more after playing with people who have had 7figure scores and a bunch of recent Main Event winners&final tablists at the Borgata championship 3mil a few weeks ago, and honestly none of them impressed me at all except for Joe McKeehen, who busted several times at my tables, but played super well nonetheless & knows exactly what he’s doing at all times… I was up like 1k @Aria playing with a bunch of reg nits and had to get out of there when I realized it was about noon on Wednesday. I met up with the ex gf and we ate Cane’s, which was thoroughly delicious after having drank Vodka RedBulls all night long. We hung out for a bit and I lectured her on how she needs to drink less at work before I told her to drop me off at my place and then I realized my birthday was fast approaching.
I figured it was fine to get the party started. I fired up Seekingarrangement.com and within 30 minutes was having text conversations with about 10 hotties. I asked one of them to come over with a friend and they were in my suite within 15 minutes… First girl is 19 years old, petite, 5’4, 110lbs, 1/2 Asian 1/2 black, her friend is a bit more thick, pretty face, juicy lips, amazing hips, big ass, Dcup natural titties. I was extremely impressed with what I saw. I made us drinks consisting of Grey Goose, ice, RedBulls, cranberry juice. The thick one wanted champagne, so I gave her a bottle and she started drinking it with orange juice. Skinny baby wanted tequila so we opened the Don Julio bottle. I decided I want some white for my birthday, so they make a call and she goes downstairs and brings me an 8ball for $350. I swiftly inspect it, rip the bag open and smell it. WOW SEEMS NIIIICE! We start doing fat lines every 15 minutes and in between taking shots of tequila and washing them down with the tasty vodka concoction I had made… Soon we are drunk and high and I’m pulling down their tops and picking them up, we are all getting along exceptionally well, almost like we’ve been friends for years. We end up on my bed and they are taking lines of cocaine off each others titties. They then offer to take a line off my penis. Now I’ve done lots of crazy **** in my life, but that was a first for me. They even offer to let me record all this for an extra $200 and I immediately say yes before the sentence ends lol. They are taking lines off my pecker and my balls become numb… wtf?! Strange feeling to say the least. Then the thick one starts bothering me about whether I’ll pay them blah blah blah so I go to the safe and show her 17k and they both are happy. Before they agree to blow me without a condom (only way Ill accept a BJ) Ive got to prove to them I am clean, so I try to login to my Quest Diagnostics account online to show them results of blood and urine tests. I had forgotten my password, so had to reset it and deal with a bunch of bs, which made me limp and killed the mood. Finally, got it to work and they immediately start to suck it together, one on the balls other on dick and alternate while making out with each other, etc. Then they eat each other out while I crank it and cock slap their faces. I’m so high on cocaine that I scream at the top of my lungs, “Both of you bitches get on your ****ing knees and suck my dick hoes!” Surprisingly, they start laughing and jump on their knees, follow orders. We continue onto my balcony, all 3 of us naked and at this time I thought the entire length of the balcony belonged to me, but my friend informed me several days later that another suite was behind those windows my naked ass was pressed against while receiving head from these 2 hookers. Hopefully, no one was inside at the time as these doors are the kind where you can see outside, but can’t see inside the room from the balcony. Perhaps the guests inside that room had quite a show…
Clock struck midnight and the girls wished me a happy birthday, we did more lines and drank, ****ed for another few hours. Finally we were all exhausted and I gave them $1,400 and offered snacks before they left. They took me up on the offer and took a bunch of Red Bulls, snack size chips, lots of candy, etc. until they had no room left in their purses. This made me wonder why they couldn’t just spend $5 of all the cash I had just given them on snacks at the store instead of taking most of mine, but I guess they’re also degens…. I look at the clock after they leave and its about 4am, I have been up around 48 hours straight by this time and should sleep, but instead I snort a FAT line of white and decide IT IS TIME FOR THE REAL PARTY TO BEGIN GAMBLOR BE KIND TO DADDY!!! And I am off to the pits… (if you guys are interested in hearing more let me know, I appreciate feedback)
Brag- Got a ton of pus
Beat- Already down on only day 2 in Vegas
Variance- I had spent a lot of time smoking blunts at the end of my balcony while looking at my view & closest hotel which seemed practically next door was Mandalay Bay, I was looking into those windows that were smashed open by a hammer 1 month later by a psychopath who committed the worst mass shooting in U.S. history from the same floor I was on at the time (32nd) wtf?
The following is my recent ****ed up bender in Vegas August 29th - September 6th, 2017:
I decided to fly to Vegas for my birthday as a reward for all my hard work. I had just made over 100k in poker in 2 months + good money trading in the markets, so I thought I deserved some fun for grinding my ass off for 7days/week for months… I was coming off a bunch of online tournament wins and final tabling the 2,000 entry Borgata Almighty in July + crushing 5/10 and 10/25 NLHE and feeling pretty good. The plan was to be there about 8-9 days, fly in Tuesday at noon from JFK and for my 2 childhood friends to join me Thursday and Friday. The 3 of us were planning to have an enjoyable 5 or so days partying and having a good time after that. We wanted to get the 2bedroom penthouse at Aria, but because it was Labor Day weekend, it was booked. I wanted to stay at Encore, but my friends wanted to go to Hakkassan and Wet Republic and wanted to stay right there so I agreed and we booked 3 suites @ MGM Signature. My friend and I were staying on the 32nd floor and other friend on the 31st floor. I land in Vegas on Tuesday, August 29th around noon and right away feel super excited. My Uber driver is a super friendly old man driving a flashy black Benz (wtf?) so this ride cost me about $7 and I figure he was lonely and wanted to meet various people in retirement.
I’ve got 27k in cash in my backpack for some reason despite promising myself my Vegas bankroll will be 10k… spoiler alert I failed and wasn’t even close + 18k in BofA checking and 18k in TD Bank checking for quick& easy access (terrible idea). I ended this vacation with _____, I think my fellow degens can take an educated guess… Anyway, I check in and am delighted to see that I’ve got an extremely long balcony (200feet?) and a nice view of Vegas. I put 17k cash into my safe and 10k in my wallet, which now can’t even close and I end up walking around with it as a long rectangle, not folded and sticking out of my pocket like a moron. My ex gf stripper calls me and is already angry at me for not letting her know I am here and letting her pick me up. She’s bat**** ****in crazy, but I’ve got a soft spot for her in my heart. I’ve known her since she was 20 and we used to live together (craziest 6 months of my life and lots of stories from then…). I shower, get dressed, she comes over and we get along well, which is what usually happens for the first 15 minutes or so after we haven’t seen each other in a while. Without me asking, she gives me a wonderful BJ and proceeds to leave as its her first week of class at community college (she’s since gotten kicked out for not attending too many times surprise surprise LOL)
I go downstairs to check out the scenery since I’ve only been to MGM maybe 3 times in 50+ Vegas trips since age 21 (couple of shows & Hakkassan). I slide $500 into Video Roulette and proceed to bet $25 each on a few numbers that have only hit 1-3 times in the last 400 spins + $100 on black since its been 44/51 black/red during last 400 (LOL). Lose that in 2 spins, but I’m no quitter, so insert another $500 and promptly lose that also. I then put 1k in and start betting $50/number and don’t hit even one of my numbers (foreshadowed how I was gonna run this trip…) I lose 2k and as I’m about to leave my number that I’ve been betting every single spin for who knows how many consecutive spins, hits on the very first spin I don’t bet. Now, normally this would put me on giant monkey tilt, but I tell myself my birthday is coming up and I don’t wanna blow up my bankroll on 1st day in Vegas. I go up to my room and order room service. Ex gf comes back after her class ends and we go to the dispensary by Rhino where I buy a lot of prerolled blunts for $300, hit the liquor store to buy two 1.5Liter bottles of Grey Goose, huge bottles of Kettle One & Absolut, Patron & Don Julio, champagne bottles for the ladies, 2 twelve packs of beer, Red Bulls, juices, etc… Then we go to a store to buy food and snacks and everything we will all want for the duration of this trip. I end up having to make at least 5 trips back and forth from my room to her car carrying all this ****. Its the best workout I’ve had in at least a month…
We end up smoking some green on my balcony and then watching TV and talking. She tells me she wants to sleep over and I say **** no you need to leave because you’re ****ing another dude and lying to me about it… she becomes sad and leaves me, which makes me feel very upset. I lay down and briefly consider going to sleep, but a degen in Vegas can’t sleep first night there… I end up @ Aria playing craps and before long lose 2k betting all the numbers and pass line with max odds. I go to roulette and lose another 1.5k in under half an hour. I then go to 5/10 despite having promised myself that I absolutely will not play poker until the Borgata Poker Open 10 days later… Now I don’t mean to sound arrogant and don’t take this the wrong way because I am a humble guy, but when it comes to poker, I am one of the best. If I am playing my A game and focused, I can (and usually do) beat everyone at stakes as high as 25/50 NLHE, 10/25, 10/20/40 @ Bellagio, etc. I’m up ~1mil lifetime @ live cash games (possibly much more as I’ve never been one to keep records). I’ve played under 25 live tournaments in my life, but considering playing some more after playing with people who have had 7figure scores and a bunch of recent Main Event winners&final tablists at the Borgata championship 3mil a few weeks ago, and honestly none of them impressed me at all except for Joe McKeehen, who busted several times at my tables, but played super well nonetheless & knows exactly what he’s doing at all times… I was up like 1k @Aria playing with a bunch of reg nits and had to get out of there when I realized it was about noon on Wednesday. I met up with the ex gf and we ate Cane’s, which was thoroughly delicious after having drank Vodka RedBulls all night long. We hung out for a bit and I lectured her on how she needs to drink less at work before I told her to drop me off at my place and then I realized my birthday was fast approaching.
I figured it was fine to get the party started. I fired up Seekingarrangement.com and within 30 minutes was having text conversations with about 10 hotties. I asked one of them to come over with a friend and they were in my suite within 15 minutes… First girl is 19 years old, petite, 5’4, 110lbs, 1/2 Asian 1/2 black, her friend is a bit more thick, pretty face, juicy lips, amazing hips, big ass, Dcup natural titties. I was extremely impressed with what I saw. I made us drinks consisting of Grey Goose, ice, RedBulls, cranberry juice. The thick one wanted champagne, so I gave her a bottle and she started drinking it with orange juice. Skinny baby wanted tequila so we opened the Don Julio bottle. I decided I want some white for my birthday, so they make a call and she goes downstairs and brings me an 8ball for $350. I swiftly inspect it, rip the bag open and smell it. WOW SEEMS NIIIICE! We start doing fat lines every 15 minutes and in between taking shots of tequila and washing them down with the tasty vodka concoction I had made… Soon we are drunk and high and I’m pulling down their tops and picking them up, we are all getting along exceptionally well, almost like we’ve been friends for years. We end up on my bed and they are taking lines of cocaine off each others titties. They then offer to take a line off my penis. Now I’ve done lots of crazy **** in my life, but that was a first for me. They even offer to let me record all this for an extra $200 and I immediately say yes before the sentence ends lol. They are taking lines off my pecker and my balls become numb… wtf?! Strange feeling to say the least. Then the thick one starts bothering me about whether I’ll pay them blah blah blah so I go to the safe and show her 17k and they both are happy. Before they agree to blow me without a condom (only way Ill accept a BJ) Ive got to prove to them I am clean, so I try to login to my Quest Diagnostics account online to show them results of blood and urine tests. I had forgotten my password, so had to reset it and deal with a bunch of bs, which made me limp and killed the mood. Finally, got it to work and they immediately start to suck it together, one on the balls other on dick and alternate while making out with each other, etc. Then they eat each other out while I crank it and cock slap their faces. I’m so high on cocaine that I scream at the top of my lungs, “Both of you bitches get on your ****ing knees and suck my dick hoes!” Surprisingly, they start laughing and jump on their knees, follow orders. We continue onto my balcony, all 3 of us naked and at this time I thought the entire length of the balcony belonged to me, but my friend informed me several days later that another suite was behind those windows my naked ass was pressed against while receiving head from these 2 hookers. Hopefully, no one was inside at the time as these doors are the kind where you can see outside, but can’t see inside the room from the balcony. Perhaps the guests inside that room had quite a show…
Clock struck midnight and the girls wished me a happy birthday, we did more lines and drank, ****ed for another few hours. Finally we were all exhausted and I gave them $1,400 and offered snacks before they left. They took me up on the offer and took a bunch of Red Bulls, snack size chips, lots of candy, etc. until they had no room left in their purses. This made me wonder why they couldn’t just spend $5 of all the cash I had just given them on snacks at the store instead of taking most of mine, but I guess they’re also degens…. I look at the clock after they leave and its about 4am, I have been up around 48 hours straight by this time and should sleep, but instead I snort a FAT line of white and decide IT IS TIME FOR THE REAL PARTY TO BEGIN GAMBLOR BE KIND TO DADDY!!! And I am off to the pits… (if you guys are interested in hearing more let me know, I appreciate feedback)
Brag- Got a ton of pus
Beat- Already down on only day 2 in Vegas
Variance- I had spent a lot of time smoking blunts at the end of my balcony while looking at my view & closest hotel which seemed practically next door was Mandalay Bay, I was looking into those windows that were smashed open by a hammer 1 month later by a psychopath who committed the worst mass shooting in U.S. history from the same floor I was on at the time (32nd) wtf?
Also: Please post more! Or even better, post the entire TR in the LV forum? Was a really good read.
10-16-2017
, 10:57 AM
Quote:
This will probably be TLDR so for my busy fellow degens, cliffs on the bottom…
The following is my recent ****ed up bender in Vegas August 29th - September 6th, 2017:
I decided to fly to Vegas for my birthday as a reward for all my hard work. I had just made over 100k in poker in 2 months + good money trading in the markets, so I thought I deserved some fun for grinding my ass off for 7days/week for months… I was coming off a bunch of online tournament wins and final tabling the 2,000 entry Borgata Almighty in July + crushing 5/10 and 10/25 NLHE and feeling pretty good. The plan was to be there about 8-9 days, fly in Tuesday at noon from JFK and for my 2 childhood friends to join me Thursday and Friday. The 3 of us were planning to have an enjoyable 5 or so days partying and having a good time after that. We wanted to get the 2bedroom penthouse at Aria, but because it was Labor Day weekend, it was booked. I wanted to stay at Encore, but my friends wanted to go to Hakkassan and Wet Republic and wanted to stay right there so I agreed and we booked 3 suites @ MGM Signature. My friend and I were staying on the 32nd floor and other friend on the 31st floor. I land in Vegas on Tuesday, August 29th around noon and right away feel super excited. My Uber driver is a super friendly old man driving a flashy black Benz (wtf?) so this ride cost me about $7 and I figure he was lonely and wanted to meet various people in retirement.
I’ve got 27k in cash in my backpack for some reason despite promising myself my Vegas bankroll will be 10k… spoiler alert I failed and wasn’t even close + 18k in BofA checking and 18k in TD Bank checking for quick& easy access (terrible idea). I ended this vacation with _____, I think my fellow degens can take an educated guess… Anyway, I check in and am delighted to see that I’ve got an extremely long balcony (200feet?) and a nice view of Vegas. I put 17k cash into my safe and 10k in my wallet, which now can’t even close and I end up walking around with it as a long rectangle, not folded and sticking out of my pocket like a moron. My ex gf stripper calls me and is already angry at me for not letting her know I am here and letting her pick me up. She’s bat**** ****in crazy, but I’ve got a soft spot for her in my heart. I’ve known her since she was 20 and we used to live together (craziest 6 months of my life and lots of stories from then…). I shower, get dressed, she comes over and we get along well, which is what usually happens for the first 15 minutes or so after we haven’t seen each other in a while. Without me asking, she gives me a wonderful BJ and proceeds to leave as its her first week of class at community college (she’s since gotten kicked out for not attending too many times surprise surprise LOL)
I go downstairs to check out the scenery since I’ve only been to MGM maybe 3 times in 50+ Vegas trips since age 21 (couple of shows & Hakkassan). I slide $500 into Video Roulette and proceed to bet $25 each on a few numbers that have only hit 1-3 times in the last 400 spins + $100 on black since its been 44/51 black/red during last 400 (LOL). Lose that in 2 spins, but I’m no quitter, so insert another $500 and promptly lose that also. I then put 1k in and start betting $50/number and don’t hit even one of my numbers (foreshadowed how I was gonna run this trip…) I lose 2k and as I’m about to leave my number that I’ve been betting every single spin for who knows how many consecutive spins, hits on the very first spin I don’t bet. Now, normally this would put me on giant monkey tilt, but I tell myself my birthday is coming up and I don’t wanna blow up my bankroll on 1st day in Vegas. I go up to my room and order room service. Ex gf comes back after her class ends and we go to the dispensary by Rhino where I buy a lot of prerolled blunts for $300, hit the liquor store to buy two 1.5Liter bottles of Grey Goose, huge bottles of Kettle One & Absolut, Patron & Don Julio, champagne bottles for the ladies, 2 twelve packs of beer, Red Bulls, juices, etc… Then we go to a store to buy food and snacks and everything we will all want for the duration of this trip. I end up having to make at least 5 trips back and forth from my room to her car carrying all this ****. Its the best workout I’ve had in at least a month…
We end up smoking some green on my balcony and then watching TV and talking. She tells me she wants to sleep over and I say **** no you need to leave because you’re ****ing another dude and lying to me about it… she becomes sad and leaves me, which makes me feel very upset. I lay down and briefly consider going to sleep, but a degen in Vegas can’t sleep first night there… I end up @ Aria playing craps and before long lose 2k betting all the numbers and pass line with max odds. I go to roulette and lose another 1.5k in under half an hour. I then go to 5/10 despite having promised myself that I absolutely will not play poker until the Borgata Poker Open 10 days later… Now I don’t mean to sound arrogant and don’t take this the wrong way because I am a humble guy, but when it comes to poker, I am one of the best. If I am playing my A game and focused, I can (and usually do) beat everyone at stakes as high as 25/50 NLHE, 10/25, 10/20/40 @ Bellagio, etc. I’m up ~1mil lifetime @ live cash games (possibly much more as I’ve never been one to keep records). I’ve played under 25 live tournaments in my life, but considering playing some more after playing with people who have had 7figure scores and a bunch of recent Main Event winners&final tablists at the Borgata championship 3mil a few weeks ago, and honestly none of them impressed me at all except for Joe McKeehen, who busted several times at my tables, but played super well nonetheless & knows exactly what he’s doing at all times… I was up like 1k @Aria playing with a bunch of reg nits and had to get out of there when I realized it was about noon on Wednesday. I met up with the ex gf and we ate Cane’s, which was thoroughly delicious after having drank Vodka RedBulls all night long. We hung out for a bit and I lectured her on how she needs to drink less at work before I told her to drop me off at my place and then I realized my birthday was fast approaching.
I figured it was fine to get the party started. I fired up Seekingarrangement.com and within 30 minutes was having text conversations with about 10 hotties. I asked one of them to come over with a friend and they were in my suite within 15 minutes… First girl is 19 years old, petite, 5’4, 110lbs, 1/2 Asian 1/2 black, her friend is a bit more thick, pretty face, juicy lips, amazing hips, big ass, Dcup natural titties. I was extremely impressed with what I saw. I made us drinks consisting of Grey Goose, ice, RedBulls, cranberry juice. The thick one wanted champagne, so I gave her a bottle and she started drinking it with orange juice. Skinny baby wanted tequila so we opened the Don Julio bottle. I decided I want some white for my birthday, so they make a call and she goes downstairs and brings me an 8ball for $350. I swiftly inspect it, rip the bag open and smell it. WOW SEEMS NIIIICE! We start doing fat lines every 15 minutes and in between taking shots of tequila and washing them down with the tasty vodka concoction I had made… Soon we are drunk and high and I’m pulling down their tops and picking them up, we are all getting along exceptionally well, almost like we’ve been friends for years. We end up on my bed and they are taking lines of cocaine off each others titties. They then offer to take a line off my penis. Now I’ve done lots of crazy **** in my life, but that was a first for me. They even offer to let me record all this for an extra $200 and I immediately say yes before the sentence ends lol. They are taking lines off my pecker and my balls become numb… wtf?! Strange feeling to say the least. Then the thick one starts bothering me about whether I’ll pay them blah blah blah so I go to the safe and show her 17k and they both are happy. Before they agree to blow me without a condom (only way Ill accept a BJ) Ive got to prove to them I am clean, so I try to login to my Quest Diagnostics account online to show them results of blood and urine tests. I had forgotten my password, so had to reset it and deal with a bunch of bs, which made me limp and killed the mood. Finally, got it to work and they immediately start to suck it together, one on the balls other on dick and alternate while making out with each other, etc. Then they eat each other out while I crank it and cock slap their faces. I’m so high on cocaine that I scream at the top of my lungs, “Both of you bitches get on your ****ing knees and suck my dick hoes!” Surprisingly, they start laughing and jump on their knees, follow orders. We continue onto my balcony, all 3 of us naked and at this time I thought the entire length of the balcony belonged to me, but my friend informed me several days later that another suite was behind those windows my naked ass was pressed against while receiving head from these 2 hookers. Hopefully, no one was inside at the time as these doors are the kind where you can see outside, but can’t see inside the room from the balcony. Perhaps the guests inside that room had quite a show…
Clock struck midnight and the girls wished me a happy birthday, we did more lines and drank, ****ed for another few hours. Finally we were all exhausted and I gave them $1,400 and offered snacks before they left. They took me up on the offer and took a bunch of Red Bulls, snack size chips, lots of candy, etc. until they had no room left in their purses. This made me wonder why they couldn’t just spend $5 of all the cash I had just given them on snacks at the store instead of taking most of mine, but I guess they’re also degens…. I look at the clock after they leave and its about 4am, I have been up around 48 hours straight by this time and should sleep, but instead I snort a FAT line of white and decide IT IS TIME FOR THE REAL PARTY TO BEGIN GAMBLOR BE KIND TO DADDY!!! And I am off to the pits… (if you guys are interested in hearing more let me know, I appreciate feedback)
Brag- Got a ton of pus
Beat- Already down on only day 2 in Vegas
Variance- I had spent a lot of time smoking blunts at the end of my balcony while looking at my view & closest hotel which seemed practically next door was Mandalay Bay, I was looking into those windows that were smashed open by a hammer 1 month later by a psychopath who committed the worst mass shooting in U.S. history from the same floor I was on at the time (32nd) wtf?
The following is my recent ****ed up bender in Vegas August 29th - September 6th, 2017:
I decided to fly to Vegas for my birthday as a reward for all my hard work. I had just made over 100k in poker in 2 months + good money trading in the markets, so I thought I deserved some fun for grinding my ass off for 7days/week for months… I was coming off a bunch of online tournament wins and final tabling the 2,000 entry Borgata Almighty in July + crushing 5/10 and 10/25 NLHE and feeling pretty good. The plan was to be there about 8-9 days, fly in Tuesday at noon from JFK and for my 2 childhood friends to join me Thursday and Friday. The 3 of us were planning to have an enjoyable 5 or so days partying and having a good time after that. We wanted to get the 2bedroom penthouse at Aria, but because it was Labor Day weekend, it was booked. I wanted to stay at Encore, but my friends wanted to go to Hakkassan and Wet Republic and wanted to stay right there so I agreed and we booked 3 suites @ MGM Signature. My friend and I were staying on the 32nd floor and other friend on the 31st floor. I land in Vegas on Tuesday, August 29th around noon and right away feel super excited. My Uber driver is a super friendly old man driving a flashy black Benz (wtf?) so this ride cost me about $7 and I figure he was lonely and wanted to meet various people in retirement.
I’ve got 27k in cash in my backpack for some reason despite promising myself my Vegas bankroll will be 10k… spoiler alert I failed and wasn’t even close + 18k in BofA checking and 18k in TD Bank checking for quick& easy access (terrible idea). I ended this vacation with _____, I think my fellow degens can take an educated guess… Anyway, I check in and am delighted to see that I’ve got an extremely long balcony (200feet?) and a nice view of Vegas. I put 17k cash into my safe and 10k in my wallet, which now can’t even close and I end up walking around with it as a long rectangle, not folded and sticking out of my pocket like a moron. My ex gf stripper calls me and is already angry at me for not letting her know I am here and letting her pick me up. She’s bat**** ****in crazy, but I’ve got a soft spot for her in my heart. I’ve known her since she was 20 and we used to live together (craziest 6 months of my life and lots of stories from then…). I shower, get dressed, she comes over and we get along well, which is what usually happens for the first 15 minutes or so after we haven’t seen each other in a while. Without me asking, she gives me a wonderful BJ and proceeds to leave as its her first week of class at community college (she’s since gotten kicked out for not attending too many times surprise surprise LOL)
I go downstairs to check out the scenery since I’ve only been to MGM maybe 3 times in 50+ Vegas trips since age 21 (couple of shows & Hakkassan). I slide $500 into Video Roulette and proceed to bet $25 each on a few numbers that have only hit 1-3 times in the last 400 spins + $100 on black since its been 44/51 black/red during last 400 (LOL). Lose that in 2 spins, but I’m no quitter, so insert another $500 and promptly lose that also. I then put 1k in and start betting $50/number and don’t hit even one of my numbers (foreshadowed how I was gonna run this trip…) I lose 2k and as I’m about to leave my number that I’ve been betting every single spin for who knows how many consecutive spins, hits on the very first spin I don’t bet. Now, normally this would put me on giant monkey tilt, but I tell myself my birthday is coming up and I don’t wanna blow up my bankroll on 1st day in Vegas. I go up to my room and order room service. Ex gf comes back after her class ends and we go to the dispensary by Rhino where I buy a lot of prerolled blunts for $300, hit the liquor store to buy two 1.5Liter bottles of Grey Goose, huge bottles of Kettle One & Absolut, Patron & Don Julio, champagne bottles for the ladies, 2 twelve packs of beer, Red Bulls, juices, etc… Then we go to a store to buy food and snacks and everything we will all want for the duration of this trip. I end up having to make at least 5 trips back and forth from my room to her car carrying all this ****. Its the best workout I’ve had in at least a month…
We end up smoking some green on my balcony and then watching TV and talking. She tells me she wants to sleep over and I say **** no you need to leave because you’re ****ing another dude and lying to me about it… she becomes sad and leaves me, which makes me feel very upset. I lay down and briefly consider going to sleep, but a degen in Vegas can’t sleep first night there… I end up @ Aria playing craps and before long lose 2k betting all the numbers and pass line with max odds. I go to roulette and lose another 1.5k in under half an hour. I then go to 5/10 despite having promised myself that I absolutely will not play poker until the Borgata Poker Open 10 days later… Now I don’t mean to sound arrogant and don’t take this the wrong way because I am a humble guy, but when it comes to poker, I am one of the best. If I am playing my A game and focused, I can (and usually do) beat everyone at stakes as high as 25/50 NLHE, 10/25, 10/20/40 @ Bellagio, etc. I’m up ~1mil lifetime @ live cash games (possibly much more as I’ve never been one to keep records). I’ve played under 25 live tournaments in my life, but considering playing some more after playing with people who have had 7figure scores and a bunch of recent Main Event winners&final tablists at the Borgata championship 3mil a few weeks ago, and honestly none of them impressed me at all except for Joe McKeehen, who busted several times at my tables, but played super well nonetheless & knows exactly what he’s doing at all times… I was up like 1k @Aria playing with a bunch of reg nits and had to get out of there when I realized it was about noon on Wednesday. I met up with the ex gf and we ate Cane’s, which was thoroughly delicious after having drank Vodka RedBulls all night long. We hung out for a bit and I lectured her on how she needs to drink less at work before I told her to drop me off at my place and then I realized my birthday was fast approaching.
I figured it was fine to get the party started. I fired up Seekingarrangement.com and within 30 minutes was having text conversations with about 10 hotties. I asked one of them to come over with a friend and they were in my suite within 15 minutes… First girl is 19 years old, petite, 5’4, 110lbs, 1/2 Asian 1/2 black, her friend is a bit more thick, pretty face, juicy lips, amazing hips, big ass, Dcup natural titties. I was extremely impressed with what I saw. I made us drinks consisting of Grey Goose, ice, RedBulls, cranberry juice. The thick one wanted champagne, so I gave her a bottle and she started drinking it with orange juice. Skinny baby wanted tequila so we opened the Don Julio bottle. I decided I want some white for my birthday, so they make a call and she goes downstairs and brings me an 8ball for $350. I swiftly inspect it, rip the bag open and smell it. WOW SEEMS NIIIICE! We start doing fat lines every 15 minutes and in between taking shots of tequila and washing them down with the tasty vodka concoction I had made… Soon we are drunk and high and I’m pulling down their tops and picking them up, we are all getting along exceptionally well, almost like we’ve been friends for years. We end up on my bed and they are taking lines of cocaine off each others titties. They then offer to take a line off my penis. Now I’ve done lots of crazy **** in my life, but that was a first for me. They even offer to let me record all this for an extra $200 and I immediately say yes before the sentence ends lol. They are taking lines off my pecker and my balls become numb… wtf?! Strange feeling to say the least. Then the thick one starts bothering me about whether I’ll pay them blah blah blah so I go to the safe and show her 17k and they both are happy. Before they agree to blow me without a condom (only way Ill accept a BJ) Ive got to prove to them I am clean, so I try to login to my Quest Diagnostics account online to show them results of blood and urine tests. I had forgotten my password, so had to reset it and deal with a bunch of bs, which made me limp and killed the mood. Finally, got it to work and they immediately start to suck it together, one on the balls other on dick and alternate while making out with each other, etc. Then they eat each other out while I crank it and cock slap their faces. I’m so high on cocaine that I scream at the top of my lungs, “Both of you bitches get on your ****ing knees and suck my dick hoes!” Surprisingly, they start laughing and jump on their knees, follow orders. We continue onto my balcony, all 3 of us naked and at this time I thought the entire length of the balcony belonged to me, but my friend informed me several days later that another suite was behind those windows my naked ass was pressed against while receiving head from these 2 hookers. Hopefully, no one was inside at the time as these doors are the kind where you can see outside, but can’t see inside the room from the balcony. Perhaps the guests inside that room had quite a show…
Clock struck midnight and the girls wished me a happy birthday, we did more lines and drank, ****ed for another few hours. Finally we were all exhausted and I gave them $1,400 and offered snacks before they left. They took me up on the offer and took a bunch of Red Bulls, snack size chips, lots of candy, etc. until they had no room left in their purses. This made me wonder why they couldn’t just spend $5 of all the cash I had just given them on snacks at the store instead of taking most of mine, but I guess they’re also degens…. I look at the clock after they leave and its about 4am, I have been up around 48 hours straight by this time and should sleep, but instead I snort a FAT line of white and decide IT IS TIME FOR THE REAL PARTY TO BEGIN GAMBLOR BE KIND TO DADDY!!! And I am off to the pits… (if you guys are interested in hearing more let me know, I appreciate feedback)
Brag- Got a ton of pus
Beat- Already down on only day 2 in Vegas
Variance- I had spent a lot of time smoking blunts at the end of my balcony while looking at my view & closest hotel which seemed practically next door was Mandalay Bay, I was looking into those windows that were smashed open by a hammer 1 month later by a psychopath who committed the worst mass shooting in U.S. history from the same floor I was on at the time (32nd) wtf?
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