Why What Happens in Vegas Stays in Vegas

So before I go into another tale about Moncks Corner, here is a conversation I heard today...

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Woman1 - Yeah, our company party was more company dinner than anything else.

Woman2 - The best one we had was a B**** Inn.

Woman1 - Yeah, that was a lot of fun. There was music, you (indicating me) brought your guitar, there was drinking, you could smoke there. We stayed there till after midnight - they were closing up the shop on us.

Woman2 - That was a lot of fun

Woman1 - But this year? Hmm... the Children's Hospital actually puts on a GREAT party...

Woman2 - Well, you haven't seen anything until you've been to a Phillip Morris Christmas party. They give you a bunch of fake money and then they have all these tables set up...

Woman1 - really?...

Woman2 - Yeah, let's see... they had one table set up with, what's it called, Russian Roullette. You know, with the table and the round wheel

Me, Woman1 [start laughing]

Me - (chuckling) Russian Roullette? No, I think you mean Roullette.

Woman2 - What did I say?

Me [demonstrating with hand motions] - You said, "Russian Roullete." That's when they take a gun, put one bullet in it, spin the chamber then take a single shot at your own head..

Woman2 - Oh, well then I didn't play that.

Me, Woman1 [howl hysterically]