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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Purple permed grannies pour pennies from their pension pot down the greedy slot, playing with all they've got and a lot of what they've not.
This ain't fucking Vegas.
No-job-Bob, on a break from the rob, drinks to forget he's an alcoholic. His can of Carlsberg casually clasped in his hand he fails to see the irony of how a row of bars could make his day.
This ain't fucking Vegas.
Two tubby teens embrace temptation and take turns tumbling ten pence pieces towards total poverty. These fruit machines provide all of their 5-a-day.
This ain't fucking Vegas.
Behind a perspex screen sits the divine Dee and Doreen, their only defence from the obscene. In a place where women are rarely seen, they're a wankers dirty dream, filled with virtual pints of sticky thick man cream.
This ain't fucking Vegas.
Please gamble responsibly.
When the fun stops. Stop.
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