Wednesday, February 15, 2006

You Can't Sin Here

I don't know if this is a Nevada or Tahoe law or just a rule at Harrah's casinos, but you can't swear at the tables anymore. What you can do is repeatedly thrust your groin in the air and shout about all the "fun" you'll be having with your "fiance" on Valentine's Day, but don't yell "fuck" or "shit" if your number doesn't come up. You'll get a warning from the dealer. Get uppity and they'll call the pit boss on your ass.

What really ruined it was how much that jackass looked like Jake Gyllenhaal -- albeit a puffy frat boy version.


At 11:54 AM, Blogger C. Dale said...

It must be Harrahs or Tahoe. I don't remember any swearing being forbidden in Vegas, but maybe I wasn't paying attention.

At 6:40 PM, Blogger Tony said...

I've never been to Vegas, but I've spent plenty of time in Reno and Tahoe, and swearing has always been frowned upon.

At 8:43 PM, Blogger Reb said...

Ok C. Dale -- you've convinced me. I need to stop goofing off -- let's plan a summer Vegas rendevous -- something to help you and Jacob decompress from wedding stress and something to help me decompress in general.

I need a safe place where I can grab ass and make any vulgar comment that comes to mind.

Tony -- you can come too. Bring your ass.

At 10:25 PM, Blogger Phatback said...

No swearing? Go to Vegas! Well, there it turns out the game will come to a screeching halt if you tell the dealer, "Now give me a good card this time, bitch!" but as always, I'd like to point out that I wasn't the one who said that.

At 3:25 PM, Blogger Jimmy said...

In Atlantic City, swearing is de rigeur.


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