In 2014, I ventured into the old downtown area peep shows. The place is called Showtime video. It was thr Friday of March madness and it was only 4 o'clock in afternoon. My good friend was really drunk and i pulled him out of the casinos to sober up. I decided to drive down by Ricks pawn shop, and it was damn near right across the street. It was the weirdest sickest funniest experience ever. 2 midwest corporate dudes at the lowest level of sexual disgust. below is little exagerated but not mudh. My girl was not quite circus girl ugly, but my buddies was. in a nutshell girls of last chance come out, and you each pick one. you then have a menu of degerate things you can have them do. pay $40 and she humps a giant dildo. $100 for her to do double penetration etc. we did it,, mine was a squirter, my buddies gal was so scary nasty he only lasted 5 of his 10 minutes. he ran for his mommy and he is a 45 yr old former navy man.

all men should do this one time, but go at opening time like us. after dark, it would be dangerous. The freaks standing in line as i was leaving were as scary as shit.

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my sister once puked and then flushed her dentures down the toilet. not her best drunken experience.

 

At the Cosmo queue bar there's a couple in the 60's or 70's and I see the guy has what appears to be a hospital bracelet on. Perhaps he just got discharge. He tells his lady friend "I like you. You like to drink I like to drink. You like to smoke, I smoke". About 5 minutes later he blurts out "Well, YOU can go fuck yourself!!!" Not sure what prompted that.

Also saw a guy face plant into a slot machine at the Cosmo. As well as a hooker yelling at people as they walked by in a similar manner to this:

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One time my buddy and I were leaving the Mirage and walking to our rental car in the parking garage. Two other guys were on the elevator with us, one could barely stand because he was so hammered and the other one was helping him stagger to their car.

They get off the elevator first and drunk guy starts screaming at his friend to let him go, he can walk all by himself. Now drunk guy is on his own doing what I call the "horizontal boggie", a few steps sideways to the right, then a few steps sideways to the left and barely making any progress forward. He then turns his head and is talking to his friend and not looking where he was going then WHAM! Face plant right into the back of an SUV and down he goes.

So this collision startles drunk guy, he's bleeding and I think broke his nose, but then he starts screaming that the SUV is trying to run him over and kill him!
Obviously, it's just a parked car but drunk guy is really carrying on while his friend can't stop laughing and neither can we! Security quickly arrives finally convinces drunk guy the SUV was parked while waiting for medical help to arrive.

 

My wife and I were done playing at Binion's about 10 years ago. As we were stand up from a table, a bunch of security guys ran by us. As we get to the outside we see a guy on the ground, unconscious. He fell somehow with his legs half underneath a craps table. Security and emts were undoing his shirt and about to use a defibrillator on him. But the crazy thing about the scene was the craps table was still going like nothing happened.
Only in Vegas.

 

"Never fuck with a heater"

 

Just remembered a few years ago I was playing blackjack at Monte Carlo and the dealer at the table next to mine fainted in the middle of a hand. Less than 5 minutes later it was like nothing happened.

 

I had an interview on the east coast in the mid 90s. While out there I went to Atlantic City and as I was primarily a poker player at that time, I went to the Taj Mahal. Walking through the pit just looking around, there was a blackjack table open, dealer standing there at attention, with no players. One guy walked up to the table like he was going to play and when he got to the table he reached in the center of the rack, grabbed two handfuls of the high value chips and bolted out the door. Security was there from all directions and in hot pursuit in seconds. I was probably less than two tables away from him when he did it and within a few feet as he ran out.

Guess that is why there is that little lexan cover over the high value chips nowadays.

 

I was at the Golden Spike several years back before Hsieh/Downtown Project turned into their hipster clubhouse. This was when they had the $3 "sexy" blackjack tables open on the weekends. Some friends and I, who had been drinking and gambling our way down Fremont that night, decided to stop and play.

We are maybe halfway into the first shoe when a female comes charging toward our table from the bar. She’s screaming at the dealer, calling her a slut/bitch/whore, you get the idea. She charges into the pit and starts punching our dealer in the face, just beating the hell out of her. The most amusing thing about this is that, although it started and ended quickly with security intervening, the girl not only KEPT DEALING while she was taking punches, she stayed for the entire shoe! Then she got tapped out, the cocktail server showed up with our beers, the new dealer dealt cards like nothing ever happened.

 

LOL. In any other city...that's news.

In Vegas....

Nice story.