Blondes have all the Luck at Casinos

First and foremost I’m a gambler. I love the bright lights and big city appeal of places like Atlantic City New Jersey, Las Vegas Nevada and Monte Carlo. Who wouldn’t? At all these casino kingdoms there is an electrifying pulse that embraces you. These places ooze energy by the truckload and players are eager to lap it all up. Beyond the razzle-dazzle of the roulette tables, the blackjack tables and the poker tables, is the inimitable craps table. This is the big daddy of the casino, a place where high-rollers drop their cash and join throngs of eager revelers 6-deep around the table and punt like there’s no tomorrow. It’s also the scene of my exciting blonde joke.

Blondes always have the last laugh at casinos

It’s 3 am during the week at an Atlantic City casino. There aren’t many gamblers around. The craps table is deserted save for 2 dealers who are for all intents and purposes bored out of their minds. In walks a terrifically gorgeous blonde. She’s clad in a skin-tight dress with curves in all the right places. The dealers – obviously taken aback by her surreal beauty - have their mouths agape in absolute bewilderment.  Paulo says to Eduardo, “She’s a stunner! I wonder if she’s coming over to our table.”

And wonders never cease. The striking blonde saunters over to the craps table. She eyes the dealers, up and down. Then her long fingers snake into her Gucci purse and she pulls out $8,000 in crisp c-notes.  In a silky-smooth voice she says, “I want to put it all on one roll of the dice, but there’s one condition...’  The dealers, blinking incessantly and shifting uneasily on their feet respond in unison, “Anything at all, miss.” Satisfied, she continues. “I need to make this bet stark naked.”

The dealers are dumbstruck. Neither dealer can focus on anything else as the blonde belter prepares to remove her attire. Within seconds, her dress drops to the floor in a crumpled heap and her $8,000 is on the table. She scoops up the dice and blows coquettishly into her cupped hands. Then she rolls. Next thing she’s yelling at the top of her voice, “I’ve hit jackpot gold! I’m a winner, I’m a winner!’ With lightning speed, she collects all the cash on the table, hugs the dealers, scoops up her dress and leaves. The dealers simply stare after her in astonishment. “What did she roll anyway?” asks Eduardo. ‘Paulo gazes after the woman with adoring eyes and responds, “I have no idea. I thought you were watching the table.”