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  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering

  • Running a little late Louiseff.. lol.. i was too cheesy

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages made

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog


  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog
    and lit

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    After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog
    and lit candles

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog
    and lit candles on

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen!  My luck seemed to change drastically but now I felt that jackpot calling my name. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I've ever known and wouldn't be able to cash out.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuiously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent...It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me. Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty.  In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hit her slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum. He quickly looked up and much to his surprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Stolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'n, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy) Scrooge's eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose.  She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him.  Then skipped away singing "I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money. I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog and lit candles on the

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table.

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe waiting

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8

     

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drink's

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin'

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drink's coolin in

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in the

  • losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in fridge

  • losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in the fridge, which

  • losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in the fridge, which was

  • losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in fridge and

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in the fridge which was broken

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in the fridge which was broken when

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in the fridge which was broken when suddenly

  • After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back?  I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
    but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout.  Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens.  Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined.  Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
    Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy)  Scrooge"s eyes bulged at the huge kneecaps and the gigantic glasses upon her nose. She smiled gleemingly after she pulled off scrooges toupae and noogied him. Then skipped away singing " I saw mommy kicking reverend on top of old smokie all covered in coins." Santa was laughing while watching football cheerleaders drink Koolaid in Stillettos. Though the weather was bad, snowing, and blustering outside but cozy inside by the fire. I started to wonder should I roast a chestnut on a plastic snowman shaped like poinsettias or on top of Mrs. Claus's right ankle? Pondering poinsettias decorated with money.  I smoked sausages, made pancakes, poured eggnog, and lit candles on the table. Sat underneath the mistletoe, waiting for sunshine and a new hotrod with surround-around speakers, 26inch screen in the trunk. V8 drinks coolin' in the fridge which was broken when suddenly someone

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