"People who say money can't buy happiness have never hung out with me on a yacht with hot naked girls and piles of cocaine."
- Adnan Khashoggi
"Mr. Gallegos it's nice to see you again. Do you want the same suite as last time?" Why mess with something when it's not broken? "That would be just fine, Clara," I say with a smile and a wink. At the time I was chatting with a VIP hostess at my favorite place in Las Vegas...The Hard Rock Hotel. Jack Gallegos is my alias. After Clara finishes the check in, she says, "Is there anything else I can do for you Mr. Gallegos?" This girl is nice, very nice. I figured what the hell, I might as well see if she's interested in getting a drink. "Clara, what time do you get off tonight?" I ask confidently, "Maybe the two of us could meet for a drink?" Las Vegas has a myriad of beautiful women and my belief is if I ask enough one will break down and eventually say yes. Unfortunately, my VIP goddess was not that girl. "I have a boyfriend Mr. Gallegos. Maybe some other time." I hadn't been at the place for more than five minutes and somehow managed to strike out. Oh well, Reggie Jackson struck out a lot and he's in the Hall of Fame.
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