Unfortunately, I've never been at Slots A Fun in its previous incarnation. Other reviews will tell you, it was and appeared to be the anti-establishment casino. The defiant dive in the face of the ever growing mega casinos being built around it. This year, I was going to Vegas for the first time. I've heard Slots A Fun had changed, I've heard its absurd footlong meat-like product had been replaced with simply an elongated Nathan's. I was still going to check it out, and I held out hope that the massive baloney tube was still there.
I couldn't imagine, after expecting the things it didn't have, that it was worse than I could hope for. It is simply just a smoking room with slot machines. That's it. With no doors or areas to shield you from the crippling dry heat in early August, it wasn't even a safe haven from the outside world on the strip.
As Krusty the Clown had suggested about his fast food restaurant on an unmanned oil rig, "Ah, close the damn thing down."