Jack had lost all his money playing poker and had to
borrow a dime from another poker player so he could use use the men's room. The stall happened to
be open, so he used the dime in a slot machine and hit the jackpot. He took his winnings
and went to the big stake poker table and turned his small winnings into five million dollars.
After this Jack went on a lecture circuit, where he told his
incredible story. He told his audiences that he was eternally grateful to his benefactor, and
if he ever found the man he would share his fortune with him. After months of lectures, a
man in the audience jumped up and said, "I'm that man. I was the one who gave you the
"You're not the one I'm looking for said Jack. I'm looking for the guy who left the door open!"
Why didn't the monkeys like to play poker in the jungle?
Because there were too many cheetahs.
"Never critizes another poker player until you have walked a mile in his shoes. That way you will be a mile away when you critizes him, and you will have his shoes."
Jack flew to Vegas for the weekend to play poker. He lost the shirt off his back, and had nothing left but a quarter and the second half of his round-trip ticket. If he could just get to the airport he could get himself home. So he went out to the front of the casino where there was a cab waiting. He got in and explained his situation to the cabbie. He promised to send the driver money from home, he offered him his credit card numbers, his drivers license number, his address, etc. but to no avail. The cabbie said: "If you don't have fifteen dollars, get the hell out of my cab!" So the businessman was forced to hitch-hike to the airport and was barely in time to catch his flight. One year later the Jack, having worked long and hard to regain his financial success, returned to Vegas and this time he won big. Feeling pretty good about himself, he went out to the front of the casino to get a cab ride back to the airport. Well who should he see out there, at the end of a long line of cabs, but his old buddy who had refused to give him a ride when he was down on his luck. The businessman thought for a moment about how he could make the guy pay for his lack of charity, and he hit on a plan.
Jack got in the first cab in the line, "How much for a ride to the airport," he asked? "Fifteen bucks," came the reply. "And how much for you to give me a blow-job on the way?" "What?!!! Get the hell out of my cab."
Jack got into the back of each cab in the long line and asked the same questions, with the same result. When he got to his old friend at the back of the line, he got in and asked "How much for a ride to the airport?" The cabbie replied "fifteen bucks."
Jack said "ok" and off they went. Then, as they drove slowly past the long line of cabs, Jack gave a big smile and thumbs up sign to each driver.
PLAY WELL AND GOOD LUCK.