I wonder how many people barfed or crapped themselves at Las Vegas sportsbooks after drinking alot and eating a big buffet where afterwards they bet life changing money on a bet that was a cliffhanger?Deuce Biggelow's dad probably gets to clean the can closest to the sportsbook.
I was in Laughlin at the Edgewater buffet where it was busy as hell for dinner and an old geezer dropped dead in the buffet line spilling his food all over.No one missed a beat and seemed to be affected by it.Usually you crap your pants when croaking too.