ππ° A Very Degenerate Christmas π°π
On Christmas Eve, Uncle Dave swore he was βjust putting five bucksβ on an online casino while waiting for Santa.
Four hours later, the ham was burned, the tree was leaning like it owed money, and Dave was screaming at a slot machine called Jingle Bell Jackpot.
βCOME ON, SANTA, IβVE BEEN GOOD-ish,β he yelled, smashing the spin button like it personally insulted him.
Right at midnightβBOOMβhe hit a win. Not life-changing money, but enough to cover presents and his dignity.
Dave looked up at the ceiling. βThanks, Santa. Iβll quit gambling.β
The slot machine immediately offered FREE SPINS.
Dave cracked a beer.
βAlright, Santa. Letβs not lie on Christmas.β π
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