Sunday, February 28, 2010
Okay, So I was on a Mini-Baccarat table, and it was dead. I guess no one wanted to play today even if it was a busy Saturday and it was the only table that had no players, so I had a lot of thinking time to myself.
So what did I do? I stared at people. I was looking around and I start smelling something nasty. It smelled like fish, literally. Not like that nasty kind where people are all “EWW her cooch stank!” but it was the kind where it smelled like a fish market.
Then the smell went away for a minute. Then I heard this lady on the next table laugh and kinda scream really loud. She had won a Blackjack I guess, her back was facing me and I saw her grinding her butt on the chair. While she was doing that, I started smelling that fish smell again. When she stopped giggling and grinding her butt on the chair, the smell stopped.
I kept thinking to myself, “huh, maybe it’s just me”. So I continue to stare out into the crowd. I smile at passerbyers, wave at a few customers, then I hear that same lady start to laugh again and I smell that fish smell. I look over and she’s grinding her butt on the chair again!
So I guess I made this really grossed out face because one of my regulars came up to me and said ” Your facial reaction right now is hilarious, what are you—oh, do you smell that?” So then I point at the lady with my eyes and the customer starts laughing so loud and I tell him ” Do you see that lady grinding her butt on the chair??!!”
And he says (he’s a black man) “OOH LORD, That lady needs to lay off the catfish!”
That was the highlight of my night.
I like listening to these guys lately, their voices are so sexy, to me at least.
This is what I like listening to when I'm drawing.
(guy has such a sexy voice)
So what did I do? I stared at people. I was looking around and I start smelling something nasty. It smelled like fish, literally. Not like that nasty kind where people are all “EWW her cooch stank!” but it was the kind where it smelled like a fish market.
Then the smell went away for a minute. Then I heard this lady on the next table laugh and kinda scream really loud. She had won a Blackjack I guess, her back was facing me and I saw her grinding her butt on the chair. While she was doing that, I started smelling that fish smell again. When she stopped giggling and grinding her butt on the chair, the smell stopped.
I kept thinking to myself, “huh, maybe it’s just me”. So I continue to stare out into the crowd. I smile at passerbyers, wave at a few customers, then I hear that same lady start to laugh again and I smell that fish smell. I look over and she’s grinding her butt on the chair again!
So I guess I made this really grossed out face because one of my regulars came up to me and said ” Your facial reaction right now is hilarious, what are you—oh, do you smell that?” So then I point at the lady with my eyes and the customer starts laughing so loud and I tell him ” Do you see that lady grinding her butt on the chair??!!”
And he says (he’s a black man) “OOH LORD, That lady needs to lay off the catfish!”
That was the highlight of my night.
I like listening to these guys lately, their voices are so sexy, to me at least.
This is what I like listening to when I'm drawing.
(guy has such a sexy voice)
That is nasty