Bingo!

I thought I would start out blogging by complaining about the people that frequent bingo establishments! First off it must be a prerequisite to be a mean and spiteful troll of a woman. I say this because I sat behind the dragons liar...in the form of a mullet wearing Wal-Mart queen named Wanda. I am not sure if she is bitter from lack of sex or because no one informed her that you need not wear a belt with elastic pants, needless to say she was quite upset with the new bingo caller. Now on Wanda's behalf this bingo caller was 75 years old and extremely slow, but I am not going to grouch because the previous week the caller had a lisp and that my friend is no fun! Back to Wanda...long story short she cussed, bickered and complained for three full hours until loe and behold this polyester queen wins 1,300 on the lucky 7 game. Meanwhile I'm out 160 bucks and spilt ketchup down my shirt...but the mexican security officer winked at me and that was a great cheeseburger!