'Tis the night before Christmas, and all through the casino, the slots were blinking. Matros, down to his last $50 chip, bet it all on Rudolph's Roulette. The wheel spun. "Red, please" he shouted! 00! He lost. A jolly laugh boomed; Santa won the pot, offering Matros a ticket home. "Merry Christmas, son!"
Stake ID: matros2l