Pub machines.
'Go on mate, hold all the reels, go again, get the Treasure Trail, double up and then you'll get lemons on the next spun, hold down 'Cancel' the go again and you'll get a repeat Jackpot'.

'No thanks mate, I'm done for now' I said, thinking 'he's just trying to make me fill up the machine with my money so he can milk it out later. So he slots in where I was and 20 seconds later there's the inevitable Chunka-Chunka-Chunka of a payout, followed a short while by another one.

Oh well. It's a mug's game really. I no longer feed the fruity fuckers.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Tue 20 Nov 2012, 9:58, 2 replies)

You gotta know when to hold 'em...

(sarcastic fringehead feet of clay, buns of steel, head of lettuce, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 21:19, closed)

testicles.
I do. And it's less expensive.
( Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Tue 20 Nov 2012, 22:41, closed)