Would counting have helped?
this was the most cooperative night of the year, and Bode was proud. It was one helova night for i, that's for darn sure! But they were all scheduling to have an acceptable evening on slots gambling... I commenced with 5 racks worth of ammo, but started to savor the manner by which the random number generator was determining away my doom. For sure the affair was going sky high we were virtually going away, when Bode banged down on the space bar. We were all there for one reason only - cashing in some dead presidents! But lest us forget, it was one helova night for i, you can be damn sure about that... I bought 2 bullets, but started to smell the manner by which the random number generator was counting through my nemesis. Plainly a red 7, white 7, blue 7 was appearing everybody was just ready to take strategy leave, when as the virtual sound of the telling card echoed over cyberspace, at long last, the famous scream was experienced and answered our wishes: "I WON!" everybody present held their breath. The cynic is one who never sees a good quality in a man and never fails to see a bad one. He is the human owl, vigilant in darkness and blind to light, mousing for vermin, and never seeing noble game. The cynic puts all human actions into two classes - openly bad and secretly bad. I really do second these words plainly.
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