A sad story One night at the casino. At 2 a.m.
A punter sits in front of his slot machine. Always the same. Grabbing the arm,...pulling it......hoping to hit the jackpot.
He's benn sitting there every night for years, with a cheap, free cocktail. Always in front of the same machine telling everyone that this machine brought in a lot 6 years ago and that luck will return.
grab the arm...pull...hoping...grasp......pull...hoping