But I doubt the gays require a platter o’ fetishes to distract them.

As far as the gays what?……In respect to winning $ or of the moral of the life?

The way I see it if a gay guy were to entrance the pit personal of a craps table it would certainly help if they were gay too. But there’s a problem. Straight guys are easy, especially when slapped with the element of surprise, such as boobs flashed at the table. They don’t see it coming and they go ooguling when it happens, and the woman get’s what she wants with minimal effort as the way life should be. Oops, sorry where not talking about me, where talking about the gay guy population.

The problem is if the pit crew were gay and the gay player was trying to mesmerize them so that he could run off with there unearned winning, the gay player would need to evoke the element of surprise. Problem is that’s hard to do because gay guys aren’t easy to please. There’s the whole wardrobe, prop, and fetish thing going on that it wouldn’t work. If the pit crew sees a gay guy walking up in his black leather pants with a harness around his upper body, with a prominent package, and a Bat Man tool belt that has mink covered hand cuffs, flavored lubricating oil, flaming wand, complemented by a blind fold and cats tails, there’s got to be a cock ring in there somewhere; this would allow time for the pit crew to get their “game face on” or allow time for the pit boss to change rotation. The element of surprise is ruined. So now what?

Things change if the pit crew were straight because straight men are easy to please and distract. So maybe all a gay guy needs to do is simply wax his chest and have breast implant installed, then waltz on over to the craps table and pull the same stunt as the Southern Bimbo did in the above scene; I wouldn’t call it a joke because it was too predictable.

Now for the moral of the night……no matter if a guy is gay or straight it’s the element o f the unexpected surprise that will get the predator what he/she wants.

Two bored casino dealers are waiting at the crap table. A very attractive
blonde woman from South Alabama arrived and bet twenty thousand dollars
($20,000) on a single roll of the dice. She said, “I hope you don’t mind,
but I feel much luckier when I play topless.” With that, she stripped to the
waist, rolled the dice and yelled, “Come on, baby, Southern Girl needs new
clothes!”
As the dice came to a stop she jumped up and down and squealed… “YES! YES!
I WON, I WON! “She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her
winnings….. and her clothes, and quickly departed. The dealers stared at
each other dumfounded.
Finally, one of them asked, “What did she roll?”
The other answered, “I don’t know… I thought you were watching”.

Moral -
Not all Southerners are stupid.
Not all blondes are dumb,
but all men….. are men