See little Dicky--that didn't take all but 1 hour 10 minutes of play
time before I won and left. You want to find out exactly how much, then
go to my site and figure it out. Like a lost little boy looking for
something other than his thumb to suck on, I know you're there weekly
anyway.
You've got all day to wimper back - which is your M.O. when ticked off -
cause I'm sleeping. But then again, you'll be in a stinky casino all
day again anyway. I can hear your wife now: "Dear, when are you going
to please me today?" "Ok honey, I'll take you to the casino for our
daily pathological fix in 20 minutes, as soon as I get the sweat wiped
off my palms." "Yippie! little dicky (and she means 'little dicky')--I
can't wait....I've been waiting all night long to go back and try to
get my money back".
Surely, the lives of two problem gamblers with nothing more to look
forward to than smelly, smokey casinos HAVE GOT TO BE in the declining
years. Well, not much of a waste anyway. Dicky had a boring career and
now he lats his habit do the talking. HAHAHAHA!!!!!
Won't we all be surprised to hear Robbie boy, the convicted liar,
tell
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us all about how he won when he returns. We all know it will be just
another lie in the long list of his fabrications.
Too bad he couldn't "walk the walk" when it comes to backing his owns
claims. Of course, he knew as well as we did that he would LOSE the
$250K. He probably doesn't even have the $250K to bet.
In addition, after all the talk about addiction, he can't wait to run
back to another casino, at two in the morning and suck in all that
smoke.
Dick