It’s hard to offend me.

Hell, I thought it was completely impossible.

But I was wrong.

While strolling through the Flamingo yesterday, I came upon this poster.

It’s just so wrong on so many levels.

How many people are going to go to this show and come out crying because they “made contact with loved ones”.

Note to everyone contemplating this show: If your dead relative is in Vegas, they are hanging out in a G string at the Spearmint Rhino, not watching you yank slot handles. Period.

If you were floating around, and could go anywhere without being seen, would you sit in a vacant lounge all day waiting for your deadbeat Uncle to show up so you could tell him that you sort of forgive him for leaving the toilet seat up?

No!

You’re going to be casino-hopping and banging showgirls without their knowledge.

The method behind this type of thing has been debunked and exposed so many times that it is pointless to rehash. It’s a well known con. So why on earth would Harrah’s hire the guy?

Because it’s Harrah’s. They’ve yet to find a level low enough to which they will not stoop.

Is 6/5 Blackjack really not insulting enough? REALLY guys? Why not just employ a greeter at the entrance of every Harrah’s property to yell “You’re Stupid!” at every person entering the property?

Whether it’s because we hit ten blackjacks and still lost all of our money in half an hour, or because our grandmother told a room full of people that she saw us masturbating from beyond, I guess we will all be leaving a Harrah’s property crying for one reason or another.

Hold on …. I am starting to get something.

A message for John Edward.

It’s from VegasRex …. wait, wait, it begins with an “F” …

Watch the videos below if you want to see how this con is performed (3 videos, 10 minutes each):