Wednesday, June 11, 2008

An Open Letter to the Donald

Dear Mr. Trump:

Your casino? The Trump Plaza?


It absolutely needs to be vacuumed, and disinfected, and perhaps fumigated. It reeks of stale cigarettes and feet. Most of the clientele here smoke; alternately, the non-smokers are attached to oxygen masks. The irony is not lost on me.

Now I do not gamble, because lo, I hate to lose even more than I love to win. Also, I don't understand goddamn craps. The fuck?

Yesterday, however, I played the slots. And then when I was up $47, I kept going, as you, no doubt, intended. And I lost and I lost, but I stopped when I was exactly $3 up.

Haha! I win!




Anonymous said...

He did one good thing: sold the Trump Marina - its going to be Jimmy Buffet's MargaritaVille!- Allie

Homevalley said...

Sign me up for something not associated with him... I hated seeing his smarmy mug on my water bottle each day.