Jack and Sally were pushing their luck at the Craps table.
The casino practically pouring vodka into them, good old liquid courage, so one more roll?
Jack thrust the dice at Sally. “Kiss ‘em for luck.”
“We haven’t needed that till now.”
“Just blow!” snarled Jack. So, she did… and vomited on his hand.
“NO BET!” said the croupier.
They were escorted off the floor as the next shooter tossed snake eyes.
When they sobered up, they counted seventy thousand dollars.
“We could have lost all that,” said Sally.
“Told you so,” said Jack.
(Instead, they lost it in poker.)