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The Greatest Blackjack Session EVER!

I grabbed the greatest crew I could possibly assemble in southern Florida at a moments notice. We have Degen Dalt, YouTube, TikTok, and Instagram superstar famous for being an absolute meatball at the tables. And in the other corner, we have my own father. Introduced me to gambling at the ripe age of 12 later watching Cam Newton defeat, Marcus Mariota in the national championship, getting me hooked. And in the middle, we have Brettski the fattest and dumbest Gambling YouTuber on the planet. We have a combined bank roll of $14,000 in this all out brawl with the coconut Creek casino. This one was a ton of fun to watch and was a complete roller coaster. I love you all so much thank you for liking and subscribing. I'm on my way to Vegas as we speak and the $65,000 and 10 day series will be out next week so buckle up. I love you all so much you're beautiful. #fun #gambling #casino #money #blackjack Degen Dalt sat at the blackjack table, his eyes narrowing as the dealer shuffled the deck. He was a gambler through and through, never backing down from a challenge—especially not one this big. Brettski, his longtime friend, was seated next to him, his palms sweating, his fingers nervously tapping the table. And then there was Brettski’s dad, a grizzled veteran of the gambling world, watching the game unfold with quiet intensity. It was a dangerous game they were playing tonight—$14,000 on the line. Degen had convinced Brettski and his dad to join him in this high-stakes session. The three of them had shared their fair share of wins and losses over the years, but tonight felt different. They were all desperate for a big win. It wasn’t just the money; it was the pride, the chance to come out on top after a string of bad luck. The dealer’s hands moved quickly, and the cards started to fall. Degen was calm, but Brettski’s dad could feel the tension in the air. He looked at Degen, then at his son, and sighed. "This is reckless," he muttered, but there was no turning back now. Degen’s first hand was solid—a pair of tens. He grinned, signaling for a double down. Brettski leaned forward, his heart racing. “Do you trust him?” Brettski’s dad asked quietly, his gaze flicking between Degen and the cards. “I trust him with everything,” Brettski replied, though his voice lacked conviction. Degen’s face remained a mask of calm as the dealer flipped his next card. A five. 20 points. A strong hand. Brettski’s dad nodded. They were in the game. But the real test was Brettski’s hand. The dealer moved to Brettski. A six and a four. 10 points. A weak hand. Brettski’s mind raced—should he hit? Should he stay? The dealer’s upcard was a seven. It wasn’t looking good. “I’ll hit,” Brettski said, his voice wavering as the dealer flipped the card. A ten. A 20. His shoulders relaxed a fraction, but his gut told him the worst wasn’t over. The dealer revealed a three underneath her seven, making 10. Degen’s eyes locked onto Brettski. “Stay calm, you’ve got this. We’ve got one more shot.” Brettski’s dad shifted in his seat. The air had grown thick. He could feel the weight of the $14,000 pressing down on him. He’d been gambling for years, but the stakes tonight were higher than ever. This was it. The dealer flipped her next card. A king. “20,” she announced flatly. The room went silent. The cards were on the table. Their fate hung by a thread. Degen’s smile faltered. He leaned back in his chair. “It’s not over yet,” he muttered. Brettski’s dad watched, breath held. Would they pull off the win—or lose it all?