We did a team outing at Dave & Buster's today (aka Chuckie Cheese for adults). I don't know what it is, but I am an addict when it comes to coin/token games. The promise that if you keep playing the same machine you'll get a reward... it's all a trap! If I ever go to Vegas, I'm playing the slots until I pass out from dehydration.
And all of this for what? Let's just say the D&B prize store left quite a bit to be desired. I got a Domo stuffed animal (what the hell?) and a D&B t-shirt I'll probably never wear.
*And judging by the above pic, apparently playing slots makes you look like you have a spare tire/gut. Bad for your wallet, posture and photo ops!