So there, you might be wondering if this site is already "dead".. yeah it could be but like the great saying goes.. all great things deserves to be resurrected... guess what? I just resurrect my own great site! Tada! Anyway, my question for you guys is... have you ever been to Las Vegas? Ofcourse.. most of you have not! *evil laugh* Well, just so you know.. I've been there.. twice! As in two consecutive years! Two consecutive years in a well known Vegas hotel! Ugh beat that 3rd world! ..!., 'Nuff of the traditional little Jason boasting and showing off my first world status to all my 3rd world readers.. let's get into business! *smug* The awkward moment happened last Tuesday April 17 (So it will be more or less April 18 in the 3rd world).. In Las Vegas, the legal age where you are allowed to stay in the casino and give away your money is on the tender age of 21.. But most underage people are very eager to try the "Sin City" life atleast once before they turn into that milestone... hence legal age.. You know they try to have this cool guy gambler look who will never hesitate to say "all in" in a poker match or this swabe looking black jack player who wears dark tinted sun glasses during night time and whose hair is bombarded with pomada textured gel.. Some James Bond Casino Royale Wannabe shits! Anyway.. let's consider myself as one of those people whom I just described.. hehe.. yeah yeah.. the eager ones! Demet! The story goes like this:
I was sneaking around the very corners of the Circus Circus casino when I found a lonely slot machine waiting for someone to sit on its blue comfy chair and try their luck by just simply pulling the lever or pushing the button of fortune.. I admit that I was tempted by the said "slut" and my evil conscience told me.. "give it a try Jason.. give it a try..." but no! my good boy instinct stopped me from being an illegal underage gambler.. as usual.. I defeated my evil conscience.. So I continue walking around the casino sporting my innocent look while holding my dslr and wearing my pogi jacket .. I look observe the place like an FBI agent trying to see if there are any sexy and beautiful 20 year old Caucasian women sitting on those slut machines.. or if there are hot latinas who are doing the same.. In short, I was in Las Vegas to do one obvious task.. take pictures of these hot Aphrodites and post it in my multiply having the caption "Just got laid" *evil laugh* As my search continues, I saw one good looking babe playing the slut machine.. a 1 to 3 dollar slut machine! So I made pa-simple and sat beside her.. I looked at her and she looked back! I said to myself... "Wow! I need to play this slut..... machine.... so that I will have a valid reason to sit beside her" So I pulled a 20 dollar bill in the right pocket of my hot topic black bagets pants and insert the green money into the silver entertaining gamble box a.k.a the slut machine.. I pulled the lever for my first ever slut experience for a max bet of 3 dollars (that's like 150 pesos down the drain!) The combinations were not those of a winning combo.. but what matters the most is the view beside me! The beautiful, sexy, blonde, and blue eyed Caucasian sitting right beside me! That's the real winning combination for me! We are like 11 inches a part.. that's less than a feet! whew! So eager to talk to her.. I pulled another lever hoping for a winning combination this time.. a winning combination so that I could say the most effective casino pick up line "Ha! I won! Look blonde lady sitting beside me.. I won! Woohooo! (switch to pa-swabe voice) So.. do you want to grab some drink?" As my anticipation of getting the winning combination increases.. I pulled and pulled and pulled.. but no winning combination appeared! I was so frustrated that the fuckin' slut machine is slowly eating my 20 dollars! I was cursing the machine in Filipino "Putangina mong makinarya ka! Letche!" Though frustrated and all, I'm still motivated to win the Big J.... "Jackpot!" But when I was about to pull my last 3 dollars.. a deep American voice in my back crossed the tunnels of my ear and he says "Hey Kid, you're not 21.. right?!" I slowly turned my back and saw this huge Caucasian guy wearing a nevada security uniform and he is malevolently staring at me as if something bad is gonna happen.. He asked me again the same question... "You are not 21.. right?!" I was so nervous that I was not able to respond.. Deep inside, I was feeling the chill, the shivering feeling is travelling through my spine and the little asian hair in my body is starting to get up.. I was helpless.. I need to get through this or else.. I will be fined or worse.. I will have my first ever trip to the detention sell.. Out of desperation.. I gave him the straight face. The security officer got confused so he asks me again... "Do you understand English?" I didn't respond.. and the straight face is still on.. The security officer repeats the question.. this time he speaks slower and uses hand movements.. "DO YOOOUU UNDERSTAND ENGLISH?" I still didn't respond... The officer concluded that I was some Asian/Pacific Islander tourist guy who doesn't understand English.. so he told me slowly and elaborately.. "Only 21 allowed inside.. Okay?" I nod my head.. and the colorless redneck let me go.. I was surprised that my mission has been unintentionally completed.. the hot Blonde sexy Aphrodite sitting beside me was able to notice my presence.. but not the way I want it to be.. tsk! After that incident, I left the Casino and I just take pictures of the hotels around Vegas.. I never told my hommies that I almost got caught 'cause they might laugh at my face.. That will be so embarassing in my part if that happens.. Haayy.. As I contemplated about the Las Vegas incident.. I told myself.. "Hindi ko na siguro kasalanan na baby face ako.. "
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