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 knocked
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:32:25 PM
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- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at -
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- amyspear
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:32:47 PM
- Sr. Member 326
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:33:20 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It -
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- Imagin.ation
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:34:06 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- zuletzt aktiv vor 5 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:34:39 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father -
- Beantwortet von
- amyspear
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:35:14 PM
- Sr. Member 326
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:35:48 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he -
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- spearmint
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:37:10 PM
- Full Member 167
- zuletzt aktiv vor 5 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time coming over -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:37:21 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time coming back from -
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- vtlady1952
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:38:40 PM
- Full Member 225
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time coming back from church
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:40:32 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time coming back from church.A man
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- arizonadback
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:40:50 PM
- Full Member 198
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he borrowed my -
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- vtlady1952
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:42:23 PM
- Full Member 225
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he borrowed my watch -
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- vtlady1952
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:43:39 PM
- Full Member 225
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he borrowed my watch and -
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- Imagin.ation
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:45:58 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- zuletzt aktiv vor 5 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:46:56 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was -
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- amyspear
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:50:34 PM
- Sr. Member 326
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:51:28 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about -
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- Imagin.ation
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:52:26 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- zuletzt aktiv vor 5 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking -
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- fiedo8
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:52:44 PM
- Hero Member 939
- zuletzt aktiv vor 3 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering to -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:54:06 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves -
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- Aotearoa
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:54:16 PM
- Full Member 242
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:56:05 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions -
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- arizonadback
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:57:02 PM
- Full Member 198
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:57:35 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about how -
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- Aotearoa
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:58:03 PM
- Full Member 242
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about how Vegas- Regal -
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- fiedo8
- um Dec 13, 09, 05:58:59 PM
- Hero Member 939
- zuletzt aktiv vor 3 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino. -
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- arizonadback
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:01:42 PM
- Full Member 198
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about how Vegas- Regal pays -
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- pete346
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:02:24 PM
- Jr. Member 70
- zuletzt aktiv vor 3 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out -
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- Imagin.ation
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:03:51 PM
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- Got2play
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:04:03 PM
- Full Member 105
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the -
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- fiedo8
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:04:43 PM
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- zuletzt aktiv vor 3 jahre
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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 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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out quickly -
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- Imagin.ation
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:05:36 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- zuletzt aktiv vor 5 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about how Vegas- Regal
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- fiedo8
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:06:06 PM
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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 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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money -
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:06:27 PM
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- Alenka
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:06:48 PM
- Sr. Member 268
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast -
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- Got2play
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:08:48 PM
- Full Member 105
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast & -
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- fiedo8
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:08:55 PM
- Hero Member 939
- zuletzt aktiv vor 3 jahre
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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 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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast and -
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- Alenka
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:09:28 PM
- Sr. Member 268
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast & fair
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- karen simmons
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:10:06 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast & fair like -
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- Aotearoa
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:10:30 PM
- Full Member 242
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast & fair like all -
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- Got2play
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:10:33 PM
- Full Member 105
- zuletzt aktiv vor 8 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast & fair like santa -
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- Alenka
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:10:48 PM
- Sr. Member 268
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast & fair like others -
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- Alenka
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:10:54 PM
- Sr. Member 268
- zuletzt aktiv vor 7 jahre
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.
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- Imagin.ation
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:11:15 PM
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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 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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about how Vegas- Regal
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- Alenka
- um Dec 13, 09, 06:11:17 PM
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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 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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast & fair like santa claus -
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- um Dec 13, 09, 06:11:52 PM
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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 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 knocked at the window. It was father time he was staggering about asking elves silly questions about Vegas- Regal Casino pays out the money fast & fair like santa claus giving
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