Fowldogg is going back to vegas nov 6th to 10th
It’s your boy Fowldogg, and the squad is headed BACK to Las Vegas for the 2025 Boys Trip: Sin City Reloaded.
Wheels up: Wednesday, Nov 6 @ 7:00 a.m.
Checking out: Monday, Nov 10
Expect drunk texts, epic wins, soul-crushing losses, and stories we’ll still be laughing about in 2035.MEET THE DEGENERATES
(so you know who’s blowing the rent money)Fowldogg (me)
Title: Chief Degenerate
Games: EVERYTHING. Blackjack, 3-Card, Ultimate Texas Hold’em, Pai Gow, Craps, and enough poker to pay my bar tab… sometimes.
Signature move: Turning $100 into $1,000, then into a $12 buffet.
Proof I run good: 6-card straight flush, baby!
Grandgrant
Title: Blackjack Warlord
Known him since we were 4, stealing each other’s Fruit Roll-Ups.
Shows up to EVERY Vegas trip with one mission: make the dealer cry at the $25 table.
Side hobby: pretending he’s on a “system” while splitting 10s.
MEET THE DEGENERATES (Part 2) The Brodester
Role: My actual brother-in-law & personal bad-idea factory
Games: Baccarat & Pai Gow on GOD MODE
True story: Flamingo high-limit, $100 min.
Brodester: “We ride Player till it dies.”
11 hands later → +$1,100 → instant graveyard.
Lesson: Shoulda pressed. Next time we printing.
J-Dog
Role: Fresh meat, family by marriage (wife’s sister’s cousin’s husband—don’t overthink it)
Superpower: Former DFS sniper, sharp as hell on sports bets
Quote: “I came to degen with the boys, not to fade myself.”
Translation: He’s tailing every +350 parlay we drunk-text him.
Tomiz
Role: Slovakian poker savage, also my sister’s husband
Move: Announces every hand in broken English—“I haff nut flush, sir”—and still gets paid off by drunk tourists.
Liver: Sponsored by vodka. Zero fear, zero filter.
K-Man
Role: Polish Parlay Prince, known him since study hall
Superpower: Switches to full Polish mid-hand when the dealer pisses him off
Games: $50 bomb parlays + $100 blackjack missiles
Vibe check: “If the ticket cashes, pierogi on me. If it bricks, pierogi on YOU.”
PTR
Role: Rookie dad, 5-month-old at home = 96 hours of freedom
Games: Whatever table has the comfiest chair
Real mission: 3 steak dinners, 2 naps by the pool, 1 story his wife never hears
Quote: “I brought three collared shirts and zero regrets.”
FULL SQUAD LOCKED: 7 lunatics, 1 Strip, 0 chill. ITINERARY DROPS TOMORROW
We want all the details!!
In. Good luck to all the crew.
OPTION 1 – “Lock & Load” Crew
Fowldogg, Grandgrant, Tomiz, K-Man, PTR
→ Machine Gun Vegas (or wherever the full-auto menu is longest)
9:00 – 11:00 a.m.
Expect: 500 rounds, zero earpro discipline, one viral slo-mo clip OPTION 2 – “Table Vultures”
Brodester & J-Money
→ Straight to the felt. Zero daylight will be wasted.
First mission: find a $15 Pai Gow table that still takes drink tickets THURSDAY NIGHT – PUCK & PARLAYS
Golden Knights vs Tampa Bay – T-Mobile Arena
Face-off 7:00 p.m.
Tailgate starts in Section 307 parking lot at 4:20 p.m. (yes, on purpose)
I’m letting J-Money run the numbers. If Knights +140 smells juicy, I’m bombing it Post-game: Win → bottle service at some rooftop we can’t pronounce
Lose → $5 craps table therapy till sunrise
Option A → Gamble souls till the felt catches fire
Option B → Strip club recon mission
Working the VIP host HARD for a Thursday table.
If the dance card’s light, we pivot to $25 Pai Gow at 2 a.m.
Poll drops in 5 mins—vote or forever hold your singles.
FRIDAY – “I LEFT SKID MARKS ON THE STRIP”
Exotics Racing – 11:00 a.m. sharp
SIX slots locked. J-Money said “nah” to 200 mph; man’s hunting +350 dogs at Bellagio instead. Respect.
Current whip shortlist: Lambo Huracán (my vote—screams louder than Tomiz on tilt)
Ferrari 296 GTB
Porsche 911 GT3 RS
Reply with your pick by 8 p.m. or you’re stuck in the McLaren.
FRIDAY NIGHT – MEAT SWEAT MANIA
Target: Bazaar Meat by José Andrés
Rezzie status: ghosted online.
PTR is on phone-duty today—new dad charm = 7 tops at 9:30 p.m.?
Plan B: Carversteak, 8:30 p.m., already on hold.
Plan C: In-N-Out animal style at 3 a.m. while crying over quads.FRIDAY NIGHTCAP
Post-steak → $100-min craps at Cosmopolitan
Shooter rotation: Fowldogg (hot dice)
K-Man (Polish fire)
Tomiz (announces every roll)
Buy-in $500 each. First man to $2K bank or $0 walks home barefoot.
CURRENT LINES First person to hit a 4-digit heater: +350
Someone leaves phone in a Lambo: -200
Grandgrant splits 10s vs 6: PUSH
[QUOTE=Fowldogg;59145113]Option A → Gamble souls till the felt catches fire
FRIDAY NIGHT – MEAT SWEAT MANIA
Target: Bazaar Meat by José Andrés
Rezzie status: ghosted online.
I believe that Bazaar Meat is closed or close to closing - was supposed to be great but never got a chance to try ; (
Oh man really??? Haha there goes that plan
We wake up wherever we passed out, order Hash House via DoorDash, then scatter: Sportsbook parlays
$5 coffee Pai Gow
Tomiz teaching dealers Slovak curse words
Meet-up: 6:30 p.m. sharp, Cosmo valet. NO EXCUSES.
8:00 p.m. – DANIEL TOSH @ The Chelsea
Hands-down the funniest human on the planet.
2018 show roasted a guy for splitting 10s—still my ringtone.
100% new material every time.
Pre-game: Chandelier Bar, Level 1.5. First vodka soda = $22. Worth it.Post-Tosh: $50-min craps, same table we ran up in ’22
2 a.m. strip club vote—Round 2?
Line opens +180 for “yes, we’re animals.”
SUNDAY – CIRCA BOX OR BUST
3:00 p.m. – Stadium Swim rooftop box
All-you-can-eat wings, all-you-can-drink, 4K screen the size of a billboard.
Game: SNF (J-Money drops the +EV bomb Friday). Side action: Circa double-deck $15 BJ pit—3:2, free drinks, zero judgment
I’m hopping the 2:10 p.m. Wynn $1K turbo
Record: 1 FT, 1 cash, 1 glorious flame-out
Tourist leaks: open-limp city, old-man-coffee AA/KK only
LAG heaven. Hand recaps @fowldogg
all day.
MONDAY – “LAST CALL, LAST DOLLAR”
Flight 3:00 p.m. → we’re at Bellagio Pai Gow till 1:45 p.m.
Final ritual: $100 bomb last-longer
Loser pays Uber + airport McFlurry
Winner picks the 2026 dates.
TRIP PROP BETS Royal flush: +1200
Tomiz announces “boat” in Slovak & still stacks chips: -400
Someone married by Elvis: +700
Group chat hits 2,500 msgs: PUSH
PACKING REMINDER Tosh ticket screenshotted
One clean shirt for the plane (TSA already has our photos)
Portable charger (for parlays, not bail)
WE LAND IN 25 HOURS.
Delete your browser history, kiss the wife goodbye, and let’s make security learn seven new last names
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Security: 6 minutes, zero cavity searches, Tomiz got a fist-bump from TSA Mike
Breakfast: $12 chorizo burrito
K-MAN BAG SAGA – FINAL BOSS
7:05 – Gate agent points at the sizer: “That bag’s gotta fit or it sits.”
7:06 – K-Man speaking fluent Polish to his duffel, hoodie off, shoes in teeth
7:08 – SLAM
Bag slides in like it was lubed.
SQUAD UPDATE PTR: OFFICIAL BAIL. Baby duty > machine guns. Dad guilt 1, Vegas 0.
J-MONEY: Wheels down @ 12:05 p.m.
Texted “save me a seat at $25 Pai Gow and a cold one.”
Still rolling 5 deep: Fowldogg, Grandgrant, Tomiz, K-Man, Brodester
BOARDING PHOTOS K-Man flipping the sizer the bird
Tomiz yelling “ZA-RO!” at a replay of last night’s Nuggets game
Grandgrant: black coffee, zero soul
Southwest 1127 → LAS
Middle seat open for the ghost of PTR’s dignity.REVISED TOUCHDOWN PLAN
8:55 a.m. PT – Boots on Vegas concrete
9:15 – Uber Black straight to Machine Gun Vegas (5 shooters locked)
10:00 – 500 rounds of freedom
11:30 – Brodester & I hold the Pai Gow table warm for J-Money
Noon – J-Money lands, Uber surge be damned, he’s sprinting to the felt
LIVE LINES First royal flush before J-Money sits: +6000
Tomiz announces “boat” in Slovak and still stacks chips: -500
Someone loses phone in Uber: -200
Wi-Fi on. Parlay requests to the DMs.
Next update: either mid-mag-dump or mid-heater.2 hours till we break the Strip in half.
LET’S FREAKING GOOOOOOO! Fowldogg out.
P.S. J-Money, your first beer’s on PTR’s absence.
Always a bummer when a bro has to drop. What did you shoot?
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Alright alright I didn't forget about you guys at the hockey game currently.
I got 400 dollars on knights money line
J Money had about 250 on knights money line.
Brodster forgot.
I don't think Sin City can handle u guys, hehe. Good luck. Where are u from?
We’re waiting, how did it go?!
Guys it was nuts as expected hahahha im working on typing it up now. Ill have thursday typed up by tomorrow hahah
We land in Vegas smooth as hell. First thing Tomiz needs? A vape pen. Classic.Plan: swing by the Rio, hit that sketchy corner Walgreens—surely there’s a vape shop nearby. And there was. But plans derail the second we walk into Walgreens/CVS. Walk out with beers, energy drinks, and Zyns instead. Priorities.Guns are officially off the table. On to the Palms.We grab seats at a $15 Pai Gow table. If you’ve played, you know it’s not the easiest to teach. Tomiz picks it up fast. K-Man? Not so much.About 10 hands in, Tomiz hits 5-6-7-8-9 of spades—straight flush bonus. Bam. $500.
Then has the audacity to say, “This shit’s easy.”Two hands later, I get 3-4-Joker-6-7 of clubs. Another straight flush.
Hot start, boys.Brodster’s struggling with Pai Gow, so he bails to the most volatile game in the joint—Ultimate Texas Hold’em. Still walks away up $100. Respect.A couple hours in, on the way out, I spot a baccarat table with an old man who’s barely bending the cards. Six bankers in a row. I drop $100 on Player. Old guy’s on Banker with $25.I peek: 0—two kings.
He flips: JQ—another 0.
I look at him: “Same same, but different.”
No response.He pulls a 6.
I peel a 7.Player wins.
Whooo. Palms? Great start.
