blackjack

He sent a similar text to a middle-aged blackjack player among very overt sexual messages.

Each den of sin has its selling points, but Puerto Rican casinos make good with $5 minimums at the blackjack tables.

Later, in the middle of a hot streak, the polo guy starts calling me “Miss 21, Miss Blackjack.”

Instead they keep at it, with Paul Ryan and old “Blackjack” Bennett pressing ever onward at the Values Voter Summit on Friday.

The problem was that I was a card counter: a professional blackjack player.

"Blackjack" Donnely had made that clear in his trial in Texas.

The next evening, "Blackjack" Donnely was shot down at the front door of his own home.

If that were so, he—or they—could make the late "Blackjack" Donnely look like a meek, harmless, little mouse.

The case, even at that point, might have ended with an acquittal or a hung jury, but Donnely wasn't through using his blackjack.

He bit off a chew from his plug of "blackjack," and with calm eyes surveyed the doom toward which he was rushing.