Tomorrow, Jimbo and I are heading south for the evening to do some sinnin' in the closest place it is safe to do it. Oklahoma. We're gonna hit the one armed bandits with our friends, Daryl & Sharla. But before we go, Daryl has promised me a ride on his brand new Harley. Its pretty sweet. I'm pretty stoked. (If I wasn't so short and afraid of laying one over, I'd take some motorcycle riding classes......shorty doesn't want to make an ass of herself, though.)
Back to the slots. If you're strong enough to hug it out with the little old ladies for a machine at some of those smaller casinos, its not so bad. Those gals are MEAN. When they find one they like, there's no letting go of it! Damn!
I'm not much of a gambling girl, in fact, most times I find myself making deals with God under my breath if He'll just let me hit the big one - JUST ONCE! ........it never happens.
I'm not much of a gambling girl, in fact, most times I find myself making deals with God under my breath if He'll just let me hit the big one - JUST ONCE! ........it never happens.
5 comments:
if you go to first council or whatever it's called... play mama's millions. my mom hit $4500 on it last weekend!! between her and her hubby... they came home with about eight grand.
Have a great time. And Cowgirl - what a haul! Wish I could be that lucky!
Word. Its my weekend. I can feel it!
Remember it is the year of the Rat, Robyn...so it's all yours, sister!! Big Money!!
Wishing you the best of luck!!!
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