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 winl "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
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big winl "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 -
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big winl "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 -
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big winl "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 -
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big winl "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 -
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big winl "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 up -
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big winl "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 -
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- à Dec 13, 09, 12:55:28 PM
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big winl "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 -
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- à Dec 13, 09, 12:57:21 PM
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught -
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- à Dec 13, 09, 12:58:02 PM
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges -
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- à Dec 13, 09, 12:58:46 PM
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy). Scrooge -
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- à Dec 13, 09, 12:59:31 PM
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After losing all but fifty cents I figured what else could I do to get my bankroll back? I lowered the amount to play and my expectations rose when the jackpot in Vegas Regal started with a 9 and five the best jackpot I've ever seen! My luck seemed to change drastically
but now i felt that jackpot calling my name.. Excitement filled my hidden heart with the expectation that I am going to maybe hit the biggest jackpot I ever known and wouldn't be able to cashout. Figuring I could just sit back in the lobby until my wildly adventurous holiday greets me fortuitously with a dazzling tinkle jingle of tokens. Desperately wanting one sign from Santa elves foreshadowing future wins avoiding possible malfunction of machine spin-buttons suddenly, without bells from heavenly angels from below...BAM, I should've played maximum amount because I had five scatters on Cleopatra's coins and then got the elusive wilds all 100 percent..It wasn't what Santa thought it would smell like even if he'd delivered a goshdarn sled full of goldchips worth more than imagined. Then 9000 credits appeared on Travelbug which startled the little daylights out of me.
Overwhelmed, my pulse raced at lightspeed when suddenly I realized Santa never gazed upon such booty. In seconds flat, bells began ringing, lights simultaneously flashing brightly, and BANG! All of my memory came flying from yonder, flooding me statically back towards infancy however looking briefly at the snow glittering in the New Zealands sun banks. Now wanting Hot-Chocolate and cookies, thinking about adding marshmallows. Surprisingly calm emotions even began now despite my dreadful losing at blackjack although luck was mine for the taking. Suddenly, right before my eyes stood Santa drunk from eggnog given spiked with moonshine. Santa smiled, wobbled, laughed loudly, "You've only started singing this crazy song about Rudolph's Big win. "Silly little symbols clanging joyously while Rudolph strummed his little red guitar angelically singing Jingle bells Jingle bells batman smells, prancer ate the dust, oh the fun he sneezed when Santa yelled giddyap-yeah! Dashing hither slither through melting yellow snow and slipping on ice, causing him to become caught by his suspenders on the antler of Donner who flying from fruitcake spiced gum.He quickly looked up and much to his suprise saw a tiny alien elf pouring whiskey into his mouth. Other words that failed elf minds could not be ruined by the chance encounter with alien dancers prancing around in sequined lederhosen. Santa decided to find his way up north on rollerskates because his drinking was too much. Strolling eagerly, Ho-Ho-Ho'N, jing-jing-jingling, he suddenly seen Mrs. Claus naked, running down waving her gifts in her beachbag (which is what caught Scrooges fancy. Scrooge"s eyes -
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- Aotearoa
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:00:56 PM
- Full Member 242
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:01:26 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- amyspear
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:02:12 PM
- Sr. Member 326
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
- Répondu par
- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:03:32 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
- Répondu par
- amyspear
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:05:31 PM
- Sr. Member 326
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:06:30 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:06:49 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:10:31 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
- Répondu par
- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:15:18 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:16:58 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
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- barnes
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:19:51 PM
- Sr. Newbie 21
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 8 ans
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
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:21:18 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:23:03 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:24:17 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:28:03 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- karasican
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:28:40 PM
- Full Member 184
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 2 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:28:44 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:32:44 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:35:06 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:43:19 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:45:32 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 toupee and noogied -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:46:24 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:48:07 PM
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- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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- jamiek77
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:49:21 PM
- Sr. Newbie 40
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 13 ans
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 said "Why not -
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- monina
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:49:26 PM
- Sr. Newbie 36
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 said "Why you -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:51:12 PM
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- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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- Répondu par
- amyspear
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:51:51 PM
- Sr. Member 326
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 said "Why you cranky -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:52:42 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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
~~~its this one guys!!~~~~ -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:53:44 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- amyspear
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:55:15 PM
- Sr. Member 326
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 " -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 01:56:28 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
- Répondu par
- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 02:05:37 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
- Répondu par
- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 02:06:39 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
- Répondu par
- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 02:08:14 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 02:15:14 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- Imagin.ation
- à Dec 13, 09, 02:16:35 PM
- Superstar Member 5026
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 5 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 02:19:01 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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 -
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- karen simmons
- à Dec 13, 09, 02:20:58 PM
- Sr. Member 353
- actif la dernière fois il y a environ 7 ans
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
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