Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Lil' Gambler

When we were up in Plattsburgh last week, some of my dad's old work colleagues threw him a dinner party. The host has a 1950's themed basement, complete with a slot machine, which was key for keeping Charlotte entertained throughout the night.

1 comment:

Shannon said...

That is adorable! Mark and I went to the casino this weekend at the beach. Here's how the conversation went at the Black Jack table:

Mark: "Do you want to go?"
Me: "No, I'm having fun."
Mark: "Okay, when do you want to go?"
Me (pointing to my stack of chips that are from his wallet): "When all of these are gone, and I can't play anymore."
Mark: "THAT'S NOT WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DO AT CASINOS! You're supposed to walk out with more money, not stay until it's all gone."
Me: "Speak for yourself. I won $14 on the slots. You're the one losing all the money here."

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