No joke, I had a guy call me a few years ago rite before Christmas, and he said, "You playin the games this weekend, here's what I want you to do, pull your pants down, stick your finger up your a**hole, then bring it up to your nose and smell it, that's rite, your picks are $hit!!, get on w/ us rite now, or explain to your kids, daddy cant afford any presents for Christmas guys, cause my picks smell like $hit!!" I paused briefly, laughed, and said look bub I make more in a month than you make all year from my job, I gamble cause I can afford to, and why dont you take your W-2, shove that up your a$$, smell it and realize you made a ill fated career move somewhere down the pike of life, loser. He never called again.