mf'in Ghazi
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Did I have a Hangover moment? No. , I didn't even have one alcoholic drink. No drugs either. But I will share my experiences. I'm sure to some this may be boring, but maybe others will find it interesting.
I was in Sin City for 3 weeks. I will divide into 3 weeks.
As some of you may know, I am actually crazy. Manic Depression. For about 4-5 months or so though, I've been fairly manic. If you don't know what mania is, it is the opposite of depression. On meds I cannot drink, but feel no need to drink since I have elevated high moods at all times as of late... for the most part.
Week 1:
I arrive and my friends notice less manic energy exuding from me. I was a little bored coming in. At times I feel feelings of loneliness. I play a lot of poker but make no progress. I joke with a floorman about how maybe I need a or something. He gives me a number. I call it a few days later and some somewhat chubby mediocre Asian comes to my room. I was highly disappointed but since I was expecting sex decided to pursue anyway. To my shock, I came really fast. We're talking under 2 minutes. It had never happened before. I now attribute it to a chemical imbalance in my brain at the time, elevated levels of testosterone perhaps due to manic surge and lack of sleep. 3 hours of sleep in 50 hours or so. The next night I call the number again and get a pretty Asian. But same result. More fun but same result. I started to feel inadequate and didn't know what to do. As to fix my sleep issues I decided to cut back on caffeine and increase my doses.
Anyway the first few days I was bored somewhat but one night around 5 AM or so I get a poker table and sit next to a filthy rich old man from Kansas. He was in real estate and horses. He sold horse sperm for $3500 a tube or some . Something about genetics. I win $2700 that night and feelings of mania start to return.
Week 2:
I walk the strip a lot and say random in Spanish to the Mexicans handing out BS flyers for BS escorts. I keep winning and winning and winning. I purchase a $2400 1 carat white diamond David Yurman ring. I love it and don't regret it. I make about $10,000 this week. Chaos theory is to my benefit. Whilst walking to Bellagio I notice a guy wearing a Full Tilt hat smoking a cigarette by the slots near the poker room. I mention to him how I have over $30,000 stuck on the site. He says no English, just Spanish. He's from Spain. I start using my SPanish. Of course most of it is sex and flirt related . He gives me a number for "Alexandra", but I do not pursue yet. I also the Chinese a 2nd time but Jew her the down this time. The pretty one hat is. This time we have a pretty good session, it appears my chemicals had returned to normal. THat same night I win $1000 or so playing poker. I felt pretty damn good. A few days later I end up calling "Alexandra" and whilst waiting in the lobby at Aria am approached by two Spanish women. I become somewhat intimidated by their beauty and their offers of a threesome. After all I had never done such before. They're models who on the side. Beautiful accents. But I cave in and figure why the not, it's an experience. Without going into detail, it was one of the best nights of my life. We even went to dinner at Peppermill afterward and talked and laughed. At the end of the day it's business, but I feel we had good chemistry, really! I enjoyed it a lot. I stay in contact with one... I hope to see my loves again one day.
Week 3:
I was supposed to leave, but delayed my flight. A friend tricks me into going into an Asian Massage Parlor and I cave. Under the table we agree to $200 for sex, but they pretending to misinterpret our intention only give a handjob. After nutting I start ing at them and using the words " " and " " a lot. I start smoking inside. They say no! I say I'll do whatever the I want. I steal a lot of mints and piss one off to the point that she says "YOU THINK YOU'REA MAN? THEN PUNCH ME!". I wasn't mad due to lack of sex, after all I was fresh off the threesome, it was just a matter of principle. They give us $50 back and we leave. I play poker having not slept for 24 hours and spew $3000 at 5/10. I become mind ed but am happy after having slept. Tricked into going to a strip club, Crazy Horse III. $500 or so for a girl to pretend to like me for a few hours, awesome. Oh well, an experience. I get ed over in poker big time, $2700 pot. For those of you who know the rules of Hold Em, my nines v tens on T93... couldn't get away from it. my peak was +$11.7K for the trip but I finish +$6800. I call the Asian for a 3rd time just so I can say I ed the same three times in three different hotels (Imperial Palace, Aria, Venetian) but have a lot of trouble finishing and seem to lose sensitivity toward the end. She jerks me off for the finish and some accidentally winds up in her hair. I laughed as she went to the bathroom to wash that out. I don't give a . I go into Hugo Boss looking for just a shirt, and end up spending $650. But I don't care, I like their . Probably spent $860 on clothes. I ate at Foco De Chao, a Brazilian Steakhouse. Excellent service and cool experience. 15 different cuts of meat. No menu or buffet, just people bringing the cuts to you. All you can eat. I'd recommend it.
Aria/Venetian are excellent hotels with great poker rooms. Imperial Palace is . Clubs and strip clubs are a waste of time.
All in all, despite the lack of intoxicants, it was a marvelous vacation for me. I met a lot of cool people, but realize there's a lot of assholes and snakes in this world too. My table manners are usually improper. Flaunt bluffs and talk a lot, but I make single serving friends that way. Such is mania. I finished about even after expenses.
Despite my lack of partying ways, I'm a huge fan of Vegas. Playing poker is like leisure to me, I love meeting foreigners... they're simply cooler than Americans for the most part. My Spanish seems to me of more benefit when it comes to those from Spain and Argentina...Mexicans seem less friendly for some reason. Oh well, mavale pinchi madre.
I've only had the chance to read it three times as of now, butgreat mf'in stories ghazi.
If there's one thing I've learned, it's that fun and entertainment come from within, not without.
Great read, Ghaz...Vegas is paradise on earth for degenerate heathens like myself
I haven't been since July of 2010, but have plans to go this August for a bachelor party. Hit me up if you're making a trip out there around then (I know, i know, it's too in hot then).
lol at Imperial Palace...when I go there I request a room without a view.
i came
I'm not sure when I'll go again, but probably in the May-July time. They say WSOP brings out more fish, but I'm skeptical... they said the same thing about March Madness and I had a losing weekend that trip. I think it just comes down to luck at the end of the day.
By the way poker is hard as these days, the well is dry. Even 2/5 has a lot of nits... 5/10 is just another animal with regard to the aggression and bluffing. I'm arrogant as when it comes to poker but at 5/10 the pros outmatch me. 1/3 is beatable but too low a stake for me.
I'll be honest...I ain't a huge fan of Poker in a casino setting...just ain't my game. Craps is my baby, with Roulette on the side (but only at Planet Hollywood). Still, I'd give NLHP a shot at the right Casino, I guess.
Blackjack though...the only time I'll ever play that is at the single-deck table at Caesar's.
You won good money so I'm guessing you got a load of comps too, b...
Nice read. I have Vegas on my todo list...
Didn't luva's mom work in Imperial Palace? Maybe you met her, tbh
Only thing that makes me money while my wife spends it on the slot machines though![]()
3 things I've learned from Vegas
Criss Angel is a badass...magician and person. Great guy
I get too overconfident when I play blackjack.
I'm pretty good at Hold-Em.
lol DD I'm the exact opposite actually. I can stand to lose $5000 in poker, which I guess I did during the last week... but losing $100 in roulette or blackjack would make me irate.
I used the comps on table massages and food usually lol... also at Aria (btw I was rooming with 2 people) you get 1/2 half if all the room combined plays about 5 hours a day.
Table massages are nice, but $2 a ing minute... paying a girl $2 a minute and not getting your nut off? wasteful, IMO.
my new favorite Spanish line... Me coji a dos mujeres de Espana al mismo tiempo!
Also, anyone feel sorry that I have to make the transition from Vegas to Columbus ing Ohio... talk about a culture shock.
also BR! I met a few people from Louisiana! They were pretty cool tbh...
I also got a few Roll Tides when I was dressed casual and wearing an Alabama shirt :p
+1. I wonder how many cards Ghazi took with the hookers on them.
I could see how yall would get along.
lol if you're referring to the ones that the Mexicans hand out in the streets none! I usually grab them after saying some funny Spanish lines and throw them in the trash.
gambling & ing make up his whole life... cool ing story bro![]()
lol slot machines...best invention ever though if you want your g/f or wife to leave you alonees kryptonite
I hear ya. Winning $500 in Roulette isn't nearly as fun as playing Craps for 3-4 hours and losing. It's the best game ever created, imho.
We went to some seedy massage joint off the strip...it was by the Palms and Rio (or that general area). Ended up negotiating $150 for a drunken rub and tug...never nutted though
Those Mexicans never quit with that
That clicking noise they make with those escort cards will stay with you days after you leave Vegas.
Indeed. And it's like 10 of em' handing them out for every 5 steps you take.
I honestly don't get it. Nobody falls for that . I called the first time in Vegas and when they said "$250 + tips" I knew it was a scam. Never went through with it.
'tis a vacation amigo.
Yup, you're lucky if you escape with your life if you call em up.
3 years ago we went for a weekend. One of the evenings we went to the S ust for a karaoke nite (just before they closed it). They had a nice set up with dancers to accompany the performer. The old lady put her name in, did her number (Black Velvet).
I had to go to the can. I go in, take a piss, turn around to leave and I notice some guy's legs standing in a stall with his pants around his ankles and a pile of filling his pants cuffs. He'd himself. The place smelled like "medication." He musta had a bad reaction and couldn't stop it. I get half way out the door and stop. An epiphany hits me, I go back, start making warm soapy compresses for the guy out of the paper towels and handed them over the stall door one after another. After a while I grabbed the garbage can from the corner of the bathroom, lifted it over the door and set it back on the other side and started making cold water compresses and passing them over. This whole process took about 20 minutes.
Nary a word was ever spoken.
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