I'm a betting girl, I guess
Other than some family trips to Reno and Vegas, I've only been to a casino once. I didn't spend a cent, and I just left feeling depressed with humanity.
But that's because organized gambling is BORING. I like under-the-table bets, whispered during class:
"That's not a correct usage of the phrase 'begging the question.'"
"Yes it is."
"5 bucks says its not."
I like pompous challenge bets, yelled while standing on a chair, swearing. I like bets with dangerous consequences, or based on trivial pieces of trivia. I like bets where the winner gets money, a favour, food, or just gloating privileges.
My favourite running joke in How I Met Your Mother is the one about slap bets. I like slap bets because if everybody's poor, you can't take each other's money. But slapping is free. Slap bets get paid, you know?
At Oktoberfest a few weeks ago, I made a bet with a male friend to see who could flirt out way into somebody giving us their Oktoberfest hat. Most people were wearing one, and my friend and I felt left out. Neither of us made any effort at all to flirt with the drunkies on the polka-floor (psh, what? No, that was not effort. That was joke effort. I wasn't trying for real. Please.) but a few "Let the games begin!" were dropped. It wasn't about the win, but about the fun of challenging.
Today I made a bet with a New Best Friend on who could make a certain prof laugh first. We met in this class, and we're both always bored. So when the prof asks questions, we try to give hilarious answers. To win the bet, one must say something that receives 3 laughs (ha-ha-ha). Three distinct sounds. We haven't decided on the winner's bounty quite yet. I love bets.




