gambling said:
We were full of steak, full of alcohol, and ready to blow out our last night of Vegas. At 1 AM or so, a bunch of us were going to head to the strip, but Ben and I got sidetracked at a craps table on the way. I was down $400 at this point, but feeling pretty good at the result of the steakhouse bet, so I was going to be content to leave Vegas down $400 but up in spirit.Ben plopped down some cash while I waited for my moment. What followed was one of the funnier moments of the trip. Ben was betting on the don't pass, and the point was nine. Thus, he was rooting for a seven while the rest of the table was rooting for a nine. Ben was directly to the right of the stickman, with the shooter somewhere on the stickman's left.
