Archive for March, 2010

Food for the Needy… at Missouri Casinos

Wednesday, March 31st, 2010

Oh dear. The recession seems to have hit the state of Missouri so hard that the senate believes that casinos should do everything they can to enable hungry gamblers to get their hands on food and drink. The Senate approved the first round of a bill that will enable gamblers to use their gambling tokens in order to buy food and drink. Up until now, the law prohibited the exchange of game tokens or chips for food or drinks, but all this is about to change if the bill is passed. It’s not only hungry gamblers who are going to benefit. I read that Sen. Jim Lembke, the guy pushing the bill, said that casino employees would also get more tips this way. Niiiiice, Missouri!

So talking about tipping casino staff, here’s one I heard about a blackjack dealer and a player with a thirteen count in his hand. The pair were arguing about whether or not it was appropriate to tip the dealer. The player said: “When I get bad cards, it’s not the dealer’s fault. Accordingly, when I get good cards, the dealer obviously had nothing to do with it, so why should I tip him? The dealer replied: “When you eat out do you tip the waiter?” “Yes,” said the player. “Well then, he serves you food, I’m serving you cards so you should tip me.”

The player thought for a moment and then said: “Ok, but the waiter gives me what I ask for… I’ll take an eight!”

Cop Nabbed for Illegal Gambling

Saturday, March 27th, 2010

 

We have to feel sorry for Police Officer Simbad Kadric of Doraville, DeKalk County for three reasons. Firstly, he lives in a town called Doraville. Secondly, his name is Simbad. And thirdly, he was caught on the wrong side of the law when police officers raided an illegal gambling operation in the town. Kadric is human after all and wanted to take part in some innocent entertainment, which, unfortunately was against the law in his county. Even though he was off duty at the time, Kadric was placed on restrictive duty, according to a police spokesman. Poor guy.

 So here’s one about a lady who got away with it at the casinos:

Two bored casino dealers were waiting at the craps tables for players when a gorgeous blonde lady walked in and asked if they minded if she bet twenty thousand dollars on a single roll of the dice. She said, ”I hope you don’t mind, but I feel much luckier when I’m completely naked.” With that, she stripped off all her clothes and then rolled the dice while yelling ”Come on baby, momma needs new clothes!” She then jumped up and down, hugging each of the casino dealers while yelling ”YES, I WIN! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT, I WIN!!” With that, she picked up her winnings and clothes and quickly left. The dealers stood there staring at each other dumbfounded, until one finally asked the other, ”What the hell did she roll anyway?” The second dealer answered, ”I thought you were paying attention!”

Lottery and the Value of Time

Thursday, March 25th, 2010

  Somebody should explain the value of time to a pair of elderly sisters I read about this week. One of them won the Powerball Lottery jackpot of $500,000 and the other quickly reminded her that they had an agreement in existence that all future gambling wins should be split. They even had a notarized contract signed a decade ago to prove it. The winner refused and the case eventually reached a Connecticut court. After hearing both sides, the judge said that she’d be making her decision in a few months time… Perhaps the old dears should face facts and realize (a) at their age, they might not be here in a few months time, (b) if they split the cash they’d probably still have change left over when they leave this world and (c) their lawyers are laughing all the way to the bank with all the cash spent on legal fees in a case as pointless as this.

One day a guy comes home after losing a lot of money playing golf. A short while later his wife comes home from work wearing a new fur coat. “Hey, where’d you get that coat?” he asks her.

“Can you believe? My boss won on a lottery ticket and this was my share!” she explains.

A week later, the wife drives home a new car and once again explains that it was all part of the lottery winnings. A few weeks after that she comes home wearing an expensive necklace and matching earrings. She comes home a few nights later and tells the guy she is very tired and asks if he can start a bath for her. But when she gets to the bathroom, there was only an inch of water in the tub. “Why did you put in so little water?” she asks her husband.

“Well, WE DON’T WANT YOUR LOTTERY TICKET GETTING TOO WET NOW, DO WE?” he replied.

Tyson Series Goes to the Pigeons

Wednesday, March 24th, 2010

Mike Tyson, former boxing world champion, thought that he still had the charm the work the crowd. So much so that he decided to launch a new reality show about … pigeons! Take on Tyson, apparently was going to show fascinated viewers about the world of pigeon fighting (!). We don’t know what got into Big Mike’s head but maybe it is just as well that the New York District Attorney’s Office has questioned the legality of the show because it violates local gambling laws. According to the show’s producers, part of the world of pigeon fighting involves betting against your favorite bird… Since this is against NY’s local gambling laws, the show is already doomed before it screens. Which is maybe just as well…

 So maybe we won’t see Tyson backing birds but we can still honor the guy with some one liners about his illustrious sports career – including the time he bit off part of his opponent’s ear.

 Q: What did Mike Tyson say to Van Gogh?

A: You gonna eat that?

 Q: Did you hear about the new Mike Tyson computer?

A: It has two bytes and no memory.

 Q: Did you hear what Tyson said to Holyfield after the fight?
A: Neither did Holyfield.

 And to end it off: Mike Tyson apologized to Evander Holyfield. He whispered an apology into his ear and then slipped it back into his pocket…

Don’t Mess with the Russians

Friday, March 19th, 2010

 

I bet the editor of the Italian newspaper, La Repubblica is sorry he ever went in to work in May last year. Without bothering the check the facts, the editor approved an article claiming that Russian billionaire and Chelsea FC owner, Roman Abramovich had lost his yacht to pay off a gambling debt. WRONG move. Mr. Abramovich may be part of an English soccer empire, but when it comes to codes of honor and heart-of-steel revenge, he is Russian through and through. In one swipe, Abromovich sued the newspaper for millions, claiming that he had suffered “distress and embarrassment.” This left the publication no choice but to grovel its apologies and promise to pay the full amount, which, incidentally, is being donated to charity. Moral of the story: Don’t mess with the Russians!

Ok, so there were two brothers, an American and a Russian.

The American was jobless and hungry. But he had an idea: he went to the gates of the White House, sat on the ground outside and began eating hay. Obama saw him there and asked: ‘What are you eating hay for?’

‘Because I’m hungry and I haven’t a job.’

Obama was outraged and ordered that he be fed and given some money.

‘What else would you like?’

‘A ticket to Russia to visit my brother.’

Obama made the arrangements and the American flew to Russia where he found that his brother was starving too. The American burst out laughing and said:

‘Brother, I can give you a good piece of advice. Go to the Kremlin, sit on the ground by the gates and eat hay. Out will come Krushchev who will be angry to see you in such a state and give you everything you need.’

And that’s what the Russian brother did. He sat down by the Kremlin gates and began eating hay. Out came Medvedev and saw him there.

‘What are you eating hay for?’ he asked.

‘Because I’m hungry and I haven’t any money.’

‘You’re a fool!’ says Medvedev. ‘It’s summer now, you should be eating grass and leaving the hay for winter.’

Tiger Woods Return Triggers Feminist Fury

Thursday, March 18th, 2010

While I was thrilled to read this week that Tiger Woods is returning to pick up his golfing career, and I’m looking forward to doing some serious golf betting at my favorite sportsbook sites, it also amused me to see a piece in the prestigious New York Daily about the choice of the golfer’s location to make his big comeback. The author of the piece, Filip Bondy, attacked Woods for choosing Augusta, which he describes as a “home of storied, institutionalized sexism”, while he continues to seek “forgiveness for his gallivanting, womanizing ways.” I mean COME ON! Ok, so the guy seriously needs some help and hopefully he’ll get it in rehab, but to go so far as to believing that Woods schemed up the plan to return to Augusta which has a history of sexism, all the while groveling for forgiveness for being sexist, is beyond absurd.

So in honor of Tiger’s return to the greens, here are a few Tiger quips we’ve heard since the whole affair exploded last Thanksgiving:

  • Just because you’re the world’s no. 1 golfer, it doesn’t mean you can’t be beaten by your wife.
  • What’s Tiger Woods’ new name? Cheetah
  • What were Tiger Woods and his wife doing out at 2.30 in the morning? They went clubbing.
  • What do Tiger Wood and baby seals have in common? They’re both in danger of being clubbed by Norwegians.

Blame it on the Weather

Monday, March 15th, 2010

 

I’m sure you’ve heard the reports that US land casinos announced a dramatic decline in revenue for 2009, and analysts are scrambling to determine why this is so. Lots of excuses were given, but the best we heard this week was that the weather had a lot to do with it. Ok, so we can accept that the storms of the past month or so may have kept more people indoors and prevented them from traveling to their favorite gambling destinations, but – honestly – there is a limit to how much we can blame on the weather! And certainly a 10.4% decline of revenues in Nevada is WAY past that limit. I think the land casino industry needs to admit that players simply prefer online gambling because of the choice available to them and the convenience of wagering wherever and whenever. Just a thought.

So here’s a cool weather related joke we heard this week:

A priest and a pastor from the local churches are standing on the side of the road, pounding a sign into the ground that reads:

The End is Near!

Turn Yourself Around Now!

Before it’s Too Late!

 As a car sped past them, the driver yelled: “Leave us alone, you crazy religious nuts!”

From the curve they heard screeching tires and a big splash.

The priest turns to the pastor and asks, “Do you think the sign should just say “Bridge Out?”

How to Make a Good Impression on the Premier

Tuesday, March 9th, 2010

Let’s just say that you were a 23 year old guy who happened to have the hots for a young lady. And let’s just presume that the young lady happened to be the daughter of a very prominent politician whose flagship podium message is drunk-bashing. And let’s, just for a moment, presume that the politician was none other than the premier of one of the most important states in Australia. How, exactly would you go about making an impression on her daddy? All bets are on that it wouldn’t be to get drunk at a casino and get yourself thrown out. Unfortunately, nobody advised the boyfriend of Elizabeth Brumby, daughter of Victorian Premier, John Brumby that the way NOT to win your way into your potential father in law’s heart is to get yourself evicted forcefully from the Crown Casino in Melbourne – especially when said FIL has always led a high profile stance against alcohol fuelled violence… “The premier reaffirms that the government does not tolerate alcohol-related crime,” came a terse statement from his premiership. “As this is a private matter for the man concerned, we will not be commenting any further.” Oh well.

And while we’re on a list of ‘don’t do’s’, we thought we’d add a couple for the benefit of our gambling friends:

  • Don’t wink at the dealer – especially if he’s the same sex.

  • Don’t chew big ice cubes at the craps table.

  • Don’t ask the croupier if you can use your lucky dice.

  • Don’t bother counting cards with your fingers.

  • Don’t ask the blackjack dealer if he knows any good card tricks.

Tiger Finds Himself in the Woods

Tuesday, March 9th, 2010

  I’m not usually one to mock the misfortunes of others. But – honestly! – nobody can say that Tiger Woods didn’t see it coming! The golfing icon didn’t REALLY expect his lovely Elin not to find out about his sordid affairs with no less than twelve lasses. And in the same vein, does he really expect his sponsors to sit around waiting for him to make up his mind about his date of return to the green? So, if I were Tiger Woods, I wouldn’t dismiss too lightly Paddy Power’s offer of a 5 year sponsorship deal that would have Mr. Woods endorse the sports betting group’s products for a massive $75 million. What’s wild is that the golfer’s agent says that they are “not involved in any discussions to add to his sponsorship portfolio at this time.” Come on, man, by the time this whole affair thing is over, there may not BE a sponsorship portfolio. Methinks that Tiger may be making yet another bad decision…

So, while we’re at it having a go at Tiger Woods, we’ll tell you about the time that the Pope and Woods died on the same day and because of an administrative mix up the Pope went to hell and Tiger Woods went to heaven. The Pope explains the situation to the administrative clerk in hell, and after checking the paperwork admits that there is an error.

However”, the clerk explains, “it would be 24 hours before it can be rectified”. The next day the Pope is called and Hell’s staff bids him farewell. On the way up, the Pope meets Tiger Woods coming down from heaven and they stop to have a chat.

Sorry about the mix up”, apologizes the Pope.

No problem” replied Tiger Woods.

Pope: “I am really anxious to get to heaven.”

Tiger: “Why is that?”

Pope: “All my life I have wanted to meet the Virgin Mary.”

Tiger: “You’re a day late.”

Not Quite $2 Million

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

Did you happen to hear that G4 cable channel has decided to pull the plug on the reality online poker show “2 Months, $2 Million”? You know – the show where they stick four young poker pros in a luxury Vegas pad and tell them that they have 2 months to make $2 million playing online poker. Amazingly, the guys in the show are surprised that they are not bringing it back next season. Could it be because they didn’t actually MAKE the $2 million? Could it be that they didn’t even make $1 million? Or even better, that they barely managed to scrape past the $500 million mark? Maybe it was because of spending two months doing nothing but playing poker, surrounded by strippers and good food, that their senses went kind of numb. So that’s the end of “2 Months, $2 Million” – at least for now.

So in honor of poker, here are a couple of funny one-liners you might enjoy:

Q: How do you get a professional poker player off your front porch?

A: Pay him for the pizza.

 

Q: What’s the difference between a professional poker player and a large pepperoni pizza?

A: The pizza can feed a family of four. (Ouch!!)

 

Q: What’s the difference between a poker player and a dog?

A: In about ten years the dog quits whining.