Gambling is a big deal in my family. It's almost a religious thing. You don't get between a man and his slot machine. Personally I think it's a waste of money but that's just me. Fortunately, this always leads my family and I back to the beautiful Las Vegas. I've been there every year since I was six. So to me it's kind of a home away from home. A home I actually prefer to the ugly, boring, void of personality - Phoenix, Arizona. Not to start off on a rant or anything. This entry will tell the tale of Las Vegas visit number brazillion (y'all remember that joke right?) in March of 2006. Now, this visit was particularly scary because it was the WHOLE family going. My family, bless their souls, does not get along
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