Picture of his wife. True story.

[mick]

My wife and I were at a casino the other day, and at the blackjack table sat a nice gentleman in his 40s. He was playing and drinking. Everytime the drink lady came by, he would order a shot. When she delivered his shot, he would open his left coat jacket, look in , then down the shot. Finally after many shots, the dealer asked the man, sir, "why do you look in your coat before downing your drink?" \



Listening interestingly, he replied, "I have a picture of my wife down there, and when I take a shot, I look at her, when she starts looking good, I KNOW it's time to go home." Course I fell off the chair.

[mick]

My wife and I were at a casino the other day, and at the blackjack table sat a nice gentleman in his 40s. He was playing and drinking. Everytime the drink lady came by, he would order a shot. When she delivered his shot, he would open his left coat jacket, look in , then down the shot. Finally after many shots, the dealer asked the man, sir, "why do you look in your coat before downing your drink?" \



Listening interestingly, he replied, "I have a picture of my wife down there, and when I take a shot, I look at her, when she starts looking good, I KNOW it's time to go home." Course I fell off the chair.