Whoever said that Riverboat casinos were just for 50-something divorcees and the nursing home folk were WRONG!
This is the part where I cherish being a girl. Seriously, I really do enjoy being a lady. Especially, when the 50-something divorcee next to you at the Craps table puts down bets for you and your lady company at the table.
Yep, I may have thought they were saying Crap Jack all night but that didn’t stop me from being $570 richer this morning.
Thanks, Steve and Shooter.
Wherever you are….
Hopefully, not still at the Craps table.