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"Wait a minute, THIS ISN'T THE KARAOKE PLACE!" Wesley, an old friend from California, slurred as he stumbled out of the car. "Whaaa? You already said you didn't want to go to one. What kind of a friend would I be if I did something you said not to do?!" I'm a horrible friend. We were totally outside a…

I deleted Alanna's number the next morning. I've seen fools trip over themselves, toss logic out the window, and let stupidity take the driver's seat while they succumb to their siren's calls. The sweet nothings that flow so effortlessly from the dancer's mouths enchant these drunken buffoons to dispense the cash right out their pockets. Case-in-point, two of my…

"No way in HELL." I protested. I crossed my arms and leaned back in my chair to denote my firm, moral stance. The loud chattering of fellow gamblers, the cheering of the fortunate but few winners, and the incessant beeping and booping of the slot machines had the first floor of the MGM Grand bustling with life. Five of my friends…