That time I lost my shirt in Atlantic City...

That time I lost my shirt in Atlantic City...

Well, I didn't lose my literal shirt. But that night, I got a little tipsy with my dad after losing at the slot machines.



He woke up the next morning and couldn't find his teeth. Lol Yes, his partial denture was missing. It was my first real-life moment where I felt like I had my very own morning-after scene from The Hangover.



So like normal people, we went down to the Lost and Found at the Borgata Hotel and Casino to see if anyone found his teeth. We got some weird looks. I wanted to run and hide from embarrassment. But in the end, we found his teeth.



Why am I telling you this? I hope this story made you laugh and put a smile on your face. I was also thinking about how some of my funniest and craziest memories in Atlantic City inspired the Boardwalk Mafia series.

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Happy Reading!


XO,

Jill

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