September 24, 2003
The (I)nsane (C)raps (P)osse strikes again!
Posted by Jess in
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On the spur of the moment on Monday, we decided to go to Mohegan Sun and play Craps. Just to be little goofy, (and, well, because we could), we also decided to wear these funny hats we picked up at Six Flags earlier in the summer, figuring it would be fun to try and get everyone into the game, as we always do. Craps is a very dynamic, very social game, and it’s incredibly fun to try and change the mood of the table.
So, four of us went, and picked a table, looked at each other, and brought out our hats and put them on. Immediately the whole table started giggling and asking us what they were for, to which we replied “absolutely NO reason at all!”
Me, Matt, Bill and April (yes, ladies and gentleman, Bill is indeed the one and only Muggle F’uggly of half-orc fame. Sorry ladies, he’s a married man!) enjoy getting the mood of the table up, and also trying to help out the dealers. The bets started flying.
We’re throwing two-way bets (meaning we throw in a little more, like a dollar. If the bet wins, it goes to the dealers also), three way bets (meaning if the bet wins, it goes to the dealers AND the shooter), and start screaming our heads off. One shooter had NO idea what was happening when he won, and the dealer placed his winnings in front of him. He thanked Matt profusely for that one once he understood what happened!
The mood became contagious. A young woman next to Bill started throwing two-way bets. The dealers were incredibly thankful, telling us that it doesn’t happen very often. Pit bosses were coming up to us and asking us to “jingle our hats”. People at our table were cheering. April went to the restroom, and people were stopping her to ask why she was wearing her hat, and that the staff was talking about it.
Even the dealer turned to Matt and said that didn’t want to go to break, even though he had to because he didn’t want to miss the action.
I had a good rolling spree, but by the next time around, I was out of money and couldn’t play anymore. A man at the table said, “you’re not shooting this turn?”, threw me a five dollar chip, and said, “now you can.”
At this point I must add that as usual, before making my point, I managed to roll two sevens in a row much to the delight of the table. But at least now I know the odds of that.
We managed to stay cheering at that table for 4 and a half hours. Even on the way out, people were telling us now neat it was that we did something different.
Sometimes it’s fun to do things when there’s absolutely no reason for it at all.
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Wow, that was a fun time :) Can't wait to do that again!
That is so FRIKKIN' COOL! I've never gambled - not a moral issue; I'm just too busy drinking :-) Actually, it just never looked like fun to me. But this looks like a total gas. Yup, never underestimate the value of shaking things a little (like dice).
Joe, you get to drink WHILE you play. They'll bring you whatever you want. :-)
And it's as fun as you make it. That's why we bring our own fun, sometimes people need a little help.
you down with ICP? yeah, you know me!
hee-hee, was wondering if anyone was going to pick up on that. We were sitting around talking about on the way home, and someone said, "ICP"!
Of course the first thing I thought of was "I see pee?"
About your comment, do you remember the funny parody of that song, "I gotta go pee-pee"?
The lyrics were something about kids waiting in line for three hours to see Santa... Really cute. :-)
hm, um, nope! musta missed that one.
i do remember the old joke about the book called Flowing Rivers by I.P. Freely. for some reason i always thought that was real funny. my brother had a bunch of them.
many moons...
hehe... I can't beleive I know this one, but the song was actually: "you down with OPP? yeah, you know me!" OPP= Other People's Property.
ah, that ex-boyfriend from highschool... lol
Property?!?! WE had a whole other theory. First lets look at the lyrics...
MEN: O is for Other, P is for People scratchin temple
The last P...well...thats not that simple
Its sorta like another way to call a cat a kitten
Its five little letters that are missin here
WOMEN: As for the ladies, OPP means something gifted
The first two letters are the same but the last is something
different
Its the longest, loveliest, lean-- I call it the leanest
Its another five letter word rhymin with cleanest and meanest
Property just doesnt seem to fit :-P. I will let the dirty minds wander :-) While your at it, dig into the old 2 live crew and listen to Me So Horny and Dirty Nursery Rhymes
yeah... hehe. its one of the few rap tunes i remember as well, never was big into that, except for michael franti's work. television, the drug of the nation...
http://www.google.com/search?&q=michael+franti
i was never into OPP either (if you know what i mean), but i'd be down with the Insane Craps Posse anytime!
:-)
