This is how it should be done.
I went Saratoga Harness track with my parents last night (was hoping to get in some dancing at the night club there, Vapor, holy crap is that place pathetic- a bunch of 40-somethings meagerly moving side to side, pathetic. Oh, and there were a group of girls there celebrating bachelorette party... so sad.) and I discovered the type of betting that I'm good at- the kind that involves betting with someone elses money :)
I didn't pick a wrong horse all night, I was on fiyah. I split "my" winnings with my dad... afterall, it was his money I was betting with... and walked away with 40 bucks. Can't beat it.
Time to get the butt moving. Got shelves to cut and paint and groceries to buy.
I didn't pick a wrong horse all night, I was on fiyah. I split "my" winnings with my dad... afterall, it was his money I was betting with... and walked away with 40 bucks. Can't beat it.
Time to get the butt moving. Got shelves to cut and paint and groceries to buy.