I've got a bit of a gambling problem
well, actually 'a problem' is slightly innacurate, as I seem to have the ability to make a profit from almost any machine I play.

So much so, that on a night out, if I'm down to my last tenner, and too laay to walk to the cashpoint, I'll drop the whole lot into a fruit machine, and walk off with at least £30 of beer tokens.

The most heroic story of gambling I've ever performed was the "£10 in, £125 out" manoeuvre I performed while smashed out of my tits in Wetherspoons. Trying to lug it to the bar to change up was somewhat awkward, but while waiting to be served, I stacked them up in fives, and made a giant smiley face with them
( lo, the Greebo Warrior - Est. 2002, Thu 7 May 2009, 14:11, 2 replies)

Good work fella!
You need to teach me those skills!
(Barry Chuckle's Moustache, Thu 7 May 2009, 16:38, closed)

Fairly easy...
Lying can be taught to most people.

Except Gordon Brown, it would seem.
( ousgg is not seeking approval, Thu 7 May 2009, 19:26, closed)