My grandparents love the penny slots. When we would make the yearly multi-generational trip to the casino (my brother and I, my parents, and my grandparents) they would b-line straight for the penny games. I thought they were crazy. My brother and I would laugh at them and head over to the tables, my mom would head to the quarter games, and my dad would hit-up the bar. We would all have some fun, win or lose a little, and meet back up at the end of the night. My grandparents, somehow, always walked out with more money then us….