A Night Early Because I Roll Hard
Dear Yossarian,
I am in a bad way. I recently won a lot of money betting on the NFL. Specifically, I bet the Steelers would beat the Colts. Then I let the money ride and bet double or nothing on the Steelers for the AFC championship. The Steelers won, my ship came in. I won.
The problem is, is that I am not supposed to be gambling as some would say I have a problem with gambling.
Five years ago I lost my house, job, car and family because I gambled away all of our money and would go to various casinos instead of work. I sought help and haven't gambled for some time.
I met a woman a couple years ago and we married and I adopted her two children. She has a good job and the money I used to place the bet was her life savings and the deed to her house. We live in a new suburb, so I risked quite a bit of her equity.
My problem is that now I have won all of this money, how do I put it in our bank or tell my wife about this without violating her trust?
Please Advise,
Dan in PA
Dear Dan,
If, when I die and am judged, I was everything I was supposed to be and am admitted into the kingdom of heaven, I will rekill every last sum bitch in there until they let you in. You are clearly a man of action and my new personal hero. Of course you bet on the Steelers. Why wouldn't you? I would have. And shit, if I had some woman with cash-money and a house deed, I'd be playing 5-6 pick'em till we were broke or I was rich. (Yes, WE share my defeats and I reign supreme in MY glory.)
Let me put it to you this way, you are Tiger Woods of life. You ever watch golf? Well they show these clowns hit these balls very well and no one cares. Drive to the fairway. Chip to the green. Put. BORING. Tiger fucks up and makes spectacular shots out of the sand, the trees or the water. That is why we love him. He makes those shots. We all fuck up and he gets out of it beautifully. You my friend did the same. You are an inspiration to anyone with a fully developed brain. You are an icon of righteousness, ingenuity, determination and growth.
The way I see it, you have two courses of action. Let's examine the two shall we?
Option one, you can tell her. Because guess what? You're gambling problem is now solved. You won. If you were betting straight money, then you doubled her life savings and the worth of her house on the initial bet. Then you doubled that amount the following game. Brilliant. But you were probably betting odds and I believe the Steelers were going off at 3 to 1 underdogs against the Colts. That's cake. If you were betting the points, then you stood to make even more grip. The Steelers were only 3 ½ point underdogs against the Broncos, so I'm guessing it was even money there. I'm sure she'll understand. Even if she doesn’t and she divorces you, well shit buddy, this is America. You'll get half. And half of a shit-ton is plenty.
Option two, is what I would recommend. Take that shit and replace her life savings. Get your deed back and get it to her and make it to where that shit was never gone. Take all of YOUR winnings and put them shits in an account you open up under false identification. If you are hanging around bookies and shit I am sure you know how to get your hands on some Arnolds. Don't say shit about it and do what you will with that money. You want to keep gambling? Fuck dude, you earned it. You want to bone high-class escorts? It's your world bro; I'm just living in it. I'm not here to judge. Also, I would fake my death, collect the insurance money, take my winnings and my scam grip and start life anew in South America. Open up some bar on a beach and fuck tourists and tanned women all day. That's not for everyone.
Fuck the trust of your wife. You won money. And from some quick goat math I am doing in my head, you won a lot of money. There are a few billion people on this planet that get by just fine with out your wife's trust. One more won't end the world, join us my friend. You're already closer to Graceland than I am. You've got currency.
I don't know a single woman who, upon learning they are unexpectedly rich, would be mad. Violating her trust? I'd use this as a means of violating her and her sister anally. But only if you chose option one.
You could always say fuck it and since you've come this far, let it ride one more game. You'd need a wheelbarrow for your balls if you did that.
In summation, you are a pearl among swine. You risked the financial stability of your wife and family, a financial stability you did not provide nor earn I might point out, because you knew it was right to bet on professional football. Bless you. Money won IS sweeter than money earned. Also, I owe quite a bit to various student loan providers, so a little nice thrown my way would be appreciated.
Regardless, I think it is rather evident that you are the greatest person in the history of mankind.
You Are The Wind Beneath My Wings,
Yossarian
I am in a bad way. I recently won a lot of money betting on the NFL. Specifically, I bet the Steelers would beat the Colts. Then I let the money ride and bet double or nothing on the Steelers for the AFC championship. The Steelers won, my ship came in. I won.
The problem is, is that I am not supposed to be gambling as some would say I have a problem with gambling.
Five years ago I lost my house, job, car and family because I gambled away all of our money and would go to various casinos instead of work. I sought help and haven't gambled for some time.
I met a woman a couple years ago and we married and I adopted her two children. She has a good job and the money I used to place the bet was her life savings and the deed to her house. We live in a new suburb, so I risked quite a bit of her equity.
My problem is that now I have won all of this money, how do I put it in our bank or tell my wife about this without violating her trust?
Please Advise,
Dan in PA
Dear Dan,
If, when I die and am judged, I was everything I was supposed to be and am admitted into the kingdom of heaven, I will rekill every last sum bitch in there until they let you in. You are clearly a man of action and my new personal hero. Of course you bet on the Steelers. Why wouldn't you? I would have. And shit, if I had some woman with cash-money and a house deed, I'd be playing 5-6 pick'em till we were broke or I was rich. (Yes, WE share my defeats and I reign supreme in MY glory.)
Let me put it to you this way, you are Tiger Woods of life. You ever watch golf? Well they show these clowns hit these balls very well and no one cares. Drive to the fairway. Chip to the green. Put. BORING. Tiger fucks up and makes spectacular shots out of the sand, the trees or the water. That is why we love him. He makes those shots. We all fuck up and he gets out of it beautifully. You my friend did the same. You are an inspiration to anyone with a fully developed brain. You are an icon of righteousness, ingenuity, determination and growth.
The way I see it, you have two courses of action. Let's examine the two shall we?
Option one, you can tell her. Because guess what? You're gambling problem is now solved. You won. If you were betting straight money, then you doubled her life savings and the worth of her house on the initial bet. Then you doubled that amount the following game. Brilliant. But you were probably betting odds and I believe the Steelers were going off at 3 to 1 underdogs against the Colts. That's cake. If you were betting the points, then you stood to make even more grip. The Steelers were only 3 ½ point underdogs against the Broncos, so I'm guessing it was even money there. I'm sure she'll understand. Even if she doesn’t and she divorces you, well shit buddy, this is America. You'll get half. And half of a shit-ton is plenty.
Option two, is what I would recommend. Take that shit and replace her life savings. Get your deed back and get it to her and make it to where that shit was never gone. Take all of YOUR winnings and put them shits in an account you open up under false identification. If you are hanging around bookies and shit I am sure you know how to get your hands on some Arnolds. Don't say shit about it and do what you will with that money. You want to keep gambling? Fuck dude, you earned it. You want to bone high-class escorts? It's your world bro; I'm just living in it. I'm not here to judge. Also, I would fake my death, collect the insurance money, take my winnings and my scam grip and start life anew in South America. Open up some bar on a beach and fuck tourists and tanned women all day. That's not for everyone.
Fuck the trust of your wife. You won money. And from some quick goat math I am doing in my head, you won a lot of money. There are a few billion people on this planet that get by just fine with out your wife's trust. One more won't end the world, join us my friend. You're already closer to Graceland than I am. You've got currency.
I don't know a single woman who, upon learning they are unexpectedly rich, would be mad. Violating her trust? I'd use this as a means of violating her and her sister anally. But only if you chose option one.
You could always say fuck it and since you've come this far, let it ride one more game. You'd need a wheelbarrow for your balls if you did that.
In summation, you are a pearl among swine. You risked the financial stability of your wife and family, a financial stability you did not provide nor earn I might point out, because you knew it was right to bet on professional football. Bless you. Money won IS sweeter than money earned. Also, I owe quite a bit to various student loan providers, so a little nice thrown my way would be appreciated.
Regardless, I think it is rather evident that you are the greatest person in the history of mankind.
You Are The Wind Beneath My Wings,
Yossarian
31 Comments:
you are awesome.
it's gay that I keep telling you this.
i think i need to email you each time i have a decision to make.
Dear Yossarian-
Please quickly tell me...paper or plastic?
The sooner you can reply the better as I am holding up the line.
-xTx
Nice new format -- ugly AND difficult to read!
what new format? i didnt change anything. it looks the same on both my computers. maybe your shit is bunk
i am seeing the same old shit too
Oh. My bad. Back to normal.
Two computers? Who the fuck are you, playboy? You got computers in the headrests of your car or something, Xzibit?
no man, i have my computer, my powerbook, and then i have a desktop PC i use to play online games with my mom. because Pogo sucks on macs.
i thought everything sucked on a mac...
Oh, snap! Computer partisanship! Brutal.
Don't you know that talking badly about Macs emboldens our enemies and endangers our troops?
im a tech now. im allowed to hate on macs
your blog looked different to me this morning too. BUt now it's back to the basic black.
pogo is my heroin. sad. cuz heroin should be everyone's true heroin, not some stupid website.
i like cajun catfish.
I hate catfish. they taste like lakewater. sorry.
no one wants to comment on my advice? no one wants to fight? i mean i know im right, im never wrong. but i like to read you all proving how wrong you are when you disagree with me.
I've never heard of goat math, that made me chortle at my desk...
And yeah, like they said - your blog was totally green and tan this morning, all the blogs looked screwy for a while.
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I don't disagree with you. I find your advice to be perfectly in line.
If he lost his wife, home family, etc. before then this new wife must have known about it. So it's her own dumb-fucking fault if all her money gets bet on football. And I say that for two reasons: One, she shouldn't have married a gambler in the first place. If I was her friend I would tell her that "he's recovered" is not an excuse for marrying him and "But I didn't know" is equally unacceptable.
For one, a person never truly recovers from any addiction. How long have the cable documentaries been telling us this?
So, I can see where maybe she wanted to "overlook" all his past problems because he was a "new man" now and she was in love. OK, that's fine then, a weakness yes, but she should never have let him have access to the money, or told him about it for that matter. He doesn't need to know. He'd either find out in the unfortunate event of her death or when they were getting ready to retire. Normally I wouldn't recommend lying to a spouse but in this case I wouldn't risk my life's savings with someone who is an "ex" gambler.
So, while he is a pathetic fuck of a man. I think he should just go ahead and tell her because she should have known better in the first place.
And because K will want to know: I deleted my previous comment because I saw a spelling error and it pissed me off.
interesting. you seem to always disagree with me and now you think this man is a "pathetic fuck of a man." I know he is gods second son. he is here to show us all a better way. and what is this better way? apparently betting on the steelers
I usually agree with you...don't I???
did you mean that I disagree with you here in that he's a pathetic fuck of a man to me while you think he's fantastically lucky?
hes not lucky. he is an inspiration to us all. look, i am in the army. i will deploy soon. i might die. i am okay with that. i am risking everyhing i have for something i believe is important. this guys risked everything he has for fun. i want to live like that.
on a side note, i know someone with the worst Steelers tattoo known to mankind. I hope to take a picture of it soon and show you all.
so risking everything for fun could also cause an incident such as "being a jerk-off at the time of death".
and such events are something you are going to have to help determine as part of your military duty.
and you are like a gambler yourself...
there's some weird thing here that I can't put my finger on.
I'm too tired.
I don't think its nice to call me names bitch. I didn;t call you any fucking names. i just needed advice. we all make mistakes in our past. what if no one wanted to marry you because of the all holes filled with VD ridden cock you took when you were 13?
whoa, whoa...awesome.
youve got something here yossarian...
but a word of advice from someone who "risked it all for fun"...you win some, you lose some, thats cool...but when you're down, its a long, lonely way back up
and meredith...i totally see your logic, but as someone with a past, i completely understand anonymous's outrage at your statement. sometimes the truth hurts.
thats all.
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wait let me be clear about that...the truth is that he shouldnt have been trusted with the money; not the names called.
i am too empathetic. its gay.
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I like to call names and talk like "a sailor" here because I can here and not anywhere else.
I don't think calling someone a pathetic fuck for gambling his entire wife's savings and home deed is that far off-line. You didn't say anything along the lines of "I really regret this and I took advantage of my wife and I shouldn't have...". Any man who is looking out for himself first is pathetic. Sorry. End of story.
I see your problem as one of immaturity. You aren't all enraged by the fact that I told you that your wife should have never married you. You got your panties all bunched up your ass because you get called a name. Good thing your parents bailed you out of your last debt to the bookies. Because my calling you a name is nothing compared to what they would have done to you. Or will have done to you. Because you won this time but the nature of your disorder will make you bet again.
Damn, Meredith. Lighten it up a little bit. I mean, good points, but damn...
We'll talk more about his in bed.
er THIS in bed. Dammit.
I like to be all 'heavy handed' here on the advice column. sorry. I should be more gentle.
That's a great story. Waiting for more. »
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