I have never been one to hit the casino scene very hard. I don’t know if it is the never ending string of bad luck or the constant smell of smoke and cigarettes in the air. I don’t know what is worse. Coming out of the gambling Mecca of the town, smelling of alcohol and cigarettes. Or coming out flat broke. I know what one my wife would want. She will take the bad smells, every time. Coming home and breaking out the bad news to my wife is something that I will certainly regret. Losing the rent money or the Childs college education money is something that most women will find it hard to forget and forgive. But there is a certain excitement that is involved with casinos. The chance to win your entire months salary in just one night on the tables is enough to make any man crazy. The problem is that, more often than not, you will lose your pants in the first hour. If by chance that you do make it past the first hour, ahead… cash it all in, go to the flower shop, and get your butt home. It will make you’re a way happier man in the long run. The love and trust of a good woman makes you a winner every time.