Life at the Foxwoods

My poker buddies took a trip to the Foxwoods recently. I can’t actually tell you if the Mashantucket Pequot tribe has all the history they claim, or if they’re just recognized as a tribe in order to have a casino, but it doesn’t really matter. Americans have enough blood on their hands not to quibble…

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On the metro

Occasionally someone tells me to go to Hell. This is what the train to Hell to looks like. Did I need to point out that Hell is a stop on the Red line? No I didn’t think so.

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