Ok, one story.
I've got a buddy. This dude puts the D in degenerate. We're out of work at 2am on new years morning. We go to another friends house for a couple hours. We head to the bar around 4:30am. We hang til around noonish when I'm set to call it quits. I ask him if he's got a way home(I'm walking) he says "yeah, [redacted] is coming to get me." Cool, I'm out. I see him on January 2nd at work and ask him how his day went, yesterday. Says he woke up in [redacted's] spare bedroom with $130 worth of scratch off winners stuffed in his jeans pockets! I said sweet. Starting the year off right. He then tells me when he walked downstairs the found $220 worth of losers thrown about the living room. "Awwww s###!!!!!"
Moral of the story: He had enough money. It's the thrill of thinking 3x LIFE is coming on the next swipe of the coin.