GESLOTEN - Vegas Regal Casino en LCB 48 uur gratis chipwoordspel Bonanza!

168,154
bekeken
911
antwoorden
Laatste post geleden 14 jaar geleden door karen simmons
NicolasJohnson
  • Gestart door
  • NicolasJohnson
  • United States Seniorlid 404
  • laatste activiteit 8 jaar geleden

Lezers van dit topic lazen ook:

  • Hallo allemaal! Graag stel ik u voor aan DEDPRZ : het meest ongewone, crypto-gerichte online casino, sportweddenschappen- en pokerroom! DEDPRZ is een "GambleFi" online casino en sportsbook met een...

    Lees

    DEDPRZ Ondersteuning en Klachten Thread

    6 693
    2 maanden geleden
  • Hallo LCB'ers, Ontvang een geweldige booster om geluk te hebben met de speciale septemberactie van Vegas Crest Casino : de Sizzling Free Chip Giveaway! Hoe het werkt: - Vanaf september open voor alle...

    Lees

    GESLOTEN: Vegas Crest Casino's LCB-promo...

    25 1.64 K
    2 maanden geleden
  • Grande Vegas - Exclusieve registratiebonus Alleen nieuwe spelers! VS OK! Bedrag: 300% tot $1500 Hoe je de bonus kunt claimen: Spelers moeten zich registreren via onze LINK , de coupon verzilveren en...

    Lees

    Grande Vegas Exclusieve Aanmeldbonus

    1 754
    2 maanden geleden

Participeren in het forum is alleen toegestaan voor actieve leden. Alstublieft of registreren om te posten.

  • 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

     

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • totally confused now...lol

  • 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



    This is where it messed up at start from here... just restart it

  • okay we went off track at "It was father time he", the last post on page 42.  Can we start again from there?

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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.

  • 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

  • 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

  • Let me fix it hold on everyone!

  • 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

  • --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    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

  • 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



    start from here.. this was aotearoa.. then before was louiseff

  • --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    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

  • thanks imagination you are great i deleted my post to help ou out

  • 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

  • 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 &

  • --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
    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

  • 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

     

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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


    BEGIN HERE.. you guys are adding things not there, one word atta time!

  • 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

  • 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

lcb activiteiten in de afgelopen 24 uur

Meest bekeken forum posts

Anchi
Anchi Serbia 1 maand geleden
212

Bekijk alle casinobonussen die beschikbaar zijn voor jouw land op onze Halloween-bonuspagina. We zullen ook updates in deze thread plaatsen voor uw gemak. Als u Halloween-thema-aanbiedingen vindt,...
Beste Halloween Casino Bonussen Voor 2024

tough_nut
tough_nut 2 maanden geleden
3

Grande Vegas - Exclusieve gratis spins Alleen nieuwe spelers - VS OK! 100 gratis spins op ' Mega Monster ' Hoe u de bonus kunt claimen: Nieuwe spelers moeten zich registreren via onze LINK en de...
Grande Vegas Exclusieve No Deposit Bonus

Dzile
Dzile Serbia 26 dagen geleden
80

We hebben nog een geweldige video gemaakt om je te introduceren in de strategie van kaarten tellen. We hopen dat je de informatie nuttig vindt. Ben je nieuwsgierig? Bekijk de wedstrijd en maak kans...
$250 November 2024 Echt Geld Wedstrijd: Hoe Kaarten Tellen in Blackjack | De High-Low Strategie