Archive for February, 2010

I’ll Have my Scratchcard… and Eat it Too

Sunday, February 28th, 2010

Award for the most moronic lottery winner undoubtedly goes to the passenger on a Ryanair flight who won the jackpot on a scratch card that was sold to him on board. The guy was so angry that cabin crew told him that, sorry, they didn’t have €10,000 lying around in cash to reward him and that he’d have to wait until they landed to be paid out, that he did the next logical thing: He ate his scratch card. Passengers on the flight from Krakow to East Midlands are still trying to figure out the guy’s logic in protesting in this way.

Yesterday’s events prove that while Ryanair’s scratchcards offer large cash prizes they clearly taste great too!” said a spokesman for the airline.
“Crew tried to stop the air Gourmet Scratch Card eater by offering him one of our great tasting sandwiches, pizzas or snacks instead, but clearly he had much more expensive tastes!”

So to tie in with the eating/gambling theme, here’s the sad tale of John who was sitting reading his newspaper when his wife comes up from behind him and hits him on the head with a frying pan. When John recovers from the shock, he screams: “What was that for?!?” This wife screams back: “That was for the note in your pants pocket with the name Mary Lou written on it!” John thinks rapidly and says: “Oh THAT! That was the name of one of the horses I bet on last week at the races.” The wife considers that it sounds reasonable and apologizes. The next week, poor old John is sitting quietly again when the wife bashes him on the head with a bigger frying pan. “WHY??” cries John in tears. “Because your horse called,” she replied!

My New Hero

Saturday, February 27th, 2010

My new hero has to be the guy who managed to keep William Hill gambling group’s profits from rising too high. Don’t get me wrong. I love William Hill – and all bookies for that matter – but the report that one guy managed to win a massive GBP 5 million off this giant through its phone betting service caused me to give him a mental thumbs up. According to the CEO of William Hill, the high roller impacted its phone betting division so much that it made a loss of £1.8 million in 2009. So what did William Hill do about this guy? Well, we wouldn’t say that a tactful hint was what the group had in mind. They promptly closed his account and banned him from betting again. “We’ve effectively told him ‘Enough is enough’, said CEO Ralph Topping.
So, Tom the shepherd is tending his flock and along comes a man in a suit down the dusty street. The man stops and says to Tom, “I bet you I can guess exactly how many sheep you have.” Tom looks skeptical and says, “Yeah? And what’s in it for me?” The man answers: “If I am not correct, I’ll pay you £1000. If I’m correct, you’ll give me one of your sheep”. Tom thinks this is a great deal and agrees. The man looks at the flock and says: “You have 2,023 sheep!” Tom is astounded and says: “Amazing!” The man picks up one of the animals and turns to go. “Wait a moment, sir,” says Tom. “Let’s make another bet: If I can guess your job, you will give me back my sheep, and if I don’t, you can take another one.” The man agrees to the bet and the shepherd says, “You’re an accountant”. The man is stunned in return and says: “How did you know?” Tom answers: “Put down my dog and I’ll explain.”

On Lab Rats and Online Poker

Thursday, February 25th, 2010

Breaking News!!! Online poker decreases your stress levels. While this is the opinion of any person who has every accessed an poker site, it took a team of nerdy types at McGill University’s research department – you know the ones who walk around with clip boards and long white coats – to tell us this week that there is scientific evidence that your cortisols, aka stress hormones, take a nose dive when you play poker online. Talk about an AHA moment…! The amazing thing is that this isn’t the only scientific research run on casino gambling and poker by a prestigious university. To think that these guys get funding of millions to tell us what we already know. Can you just imagine their next study? You’ll see little lab rats lined up in front of iPod size laptops fervently playing online slots and the McGill guys will write a 1000 page report at doctorate level that slots tap into the fun side of our brain….

So, John is a keen poker player who loves his weekly games with his friends, especially since it means a few hours away from his nagging wife. One night he finishes up his game and arrives home, to be met –as usual – by Gertrude. “Where have you been? Why so late?” she began her regular nagging session. John replied: “Gertrude. I’m sorry to tell you but I lost you in the poker game tonight. You’re going to have to leave. Gertrude goes red in the face and yells: “How did you manage that, you fool?” John replies: “It wasn’t easy. I had to fold a Royal Flush!”

Duh…Lottery!

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

This is a true story. A guy in the States wins the lottery and bags himself $17 million. A little while later, he is befriended by a blonde bombshell who manages to swindle him out of $3.5 million within 4 months. A little while after that, he disappears and nobody hears from him until he starts “texting” them that he wants to be on his own. It later turns out that the blonde has been texting his family, pretending to be him. The police only charge her as accessory to a crime. Duh. It was only after the winner’s body was found under a slab of concrete in the blonde’s home, was she charged with first degree murder. Double duh. Moral of this story: If you happen to win the lottery, don’t trust a mystery blonde who turns up at your doorstep (especially if you’re a 47 year old bachelor), promising to “help you out” with your winnings.

So, anyway, there was this guy called John who needed cash fast. His house was being repossessed, his business was crashing and he was out on his last dollar. He prays to the Lord for help and begs: “Please, please God, let me win the lottery.”

Lottery night comes and lottery night goes. John doesn’t win. The next week, John prays harder on his knees: “Please God, let me PLEASE win the lottery. I’m desperate.” Next lottery night – nada. John is desperate and cries to the Lord, “Please God. PLEASE. I am about to lose everything I have. My wife is threatening to walk out. The bank is coming over tomorrow and I have to leave our home. Let me win the lottery. PLEASE.” That night, the Lord comes to John in his dream and says: “John, meet me halfway on this. Buy a damn lottery ticket!”

Vegas vs Obama

Sunday, February 21st, 2010

The online gambling industry may be pinning all its hopes onto legalizing the industry in the coming year, but when it comes to the Capital of the Gambling World, guns have been drawn in the battle between Mr. President and the mayor of Las Vegas. On the one side we have Mayor Oscar Goodman, a man rarely seen without a martini glass in hand and a bevy of feathered showgirls supporting him from behind. On the other, we have Boss of the World Obama who has made some pretty evil remarks about Las Vegas in the past and wanted to make an apologetic appearance in Sin City. Round number one went to Goodman who refused to meet the President when he visited town hall and ARIA meetings on Friday. Round number two halfheartedly went to Obama who (kind of) apologized for his past jibes at Vegas by saying that “that doesn’t mean I don’t love Vegas”. But the man who comes out on top is Goodman who diplomatically ended the dual by saying that Obama is always welcome in Vegas as long as he keeps Sin City out of his pundits. Go Goodman!

Ok, so speaking about Vegas, a young sexy blonde was trying her luck in the casinos, got thirsty and decided to take a break. She found herself a pop machine and put in a dollar. A Pepsi came out. She took out another $1 and another Pepsi came out. She continued to doing this for some time before a casino worker walked past and asked what she thought she was doing. The woman rolled her eyes and retorted: “Well, duh!! I’m on a winning streak!!!”

Beshear Begs for Gambling

Friday, February 19th, 2010

I found it highly amusing to read this week that Kentucky Governor Steve Beshear was reportedly trying to “breathe life” into a proposal that would see race tracks in the state introduce video slot machines. This Beshear is the same guy who was screaming the evils of online gambling from the rooftops only last year and even had the chutzpah to seize the domain names of no less than 140 online gambling sites. He almost got away with it before he was overruled by a higher court. Not one to give up, and certainly impassive to taxpayers money, Beshear took the case to the State Supreme Court, where a ruling is pending. So what gives? Why is Beshear suddenly singing praises to the introduction of video slot machines in the state? Could it be that the good man’s moral judgment has been blinded by the $780 million in revenue that Kentucky will see by legalizing video slots?

So, in the spirit of selling one’s soul (and so forth) to the highest bidder, I’ll end off with a funny one I heard this week: “A man comes home to find his wife packing her bags. “Where are you going?” demands the surprised husband. “To Las Vegas! I found out that there are men that will pay me $500 to do what I do for you for free!” The man pondered that thought for a moment, and then began packing HIS bags. “What do you think you are doing?” she screamed. “I’m going to Las Vegas with you… I want to see how you’re going to live on $1000 a year!””