Blimey Bandit, I have never seen so many people waiting for an outcome – myself included. Jammy Jammy b’stard. Now, all we need it to have you on the telly doing childrens story hour…….
Heās a story teller, and his story must be told. Right children, are you all sitting comfortably? Good, Iāll begin.
Once upon a time there was a chap called Bandit, and he had big olā balls and was known as the āReel Kingā and he was the hunt for the holy grail. Well on this particular day he started playing his game but he wasnāt having much luck, but he kept on ploughing away, growing his balls bigger and bigger and bigger. The casino was loving it as he kept on loading in his pennies to try and win it all back. Bandit was beginning to suffer from finger fatigue and called his friend to tell him that he was almost to the end of his money. Then suddenly out of nowhere a magic golden ladder arrived and helped Bandit to resurrect his finger. So much so that the Bandits magically charged finger then also found the holy grail Golden road top in Reel King of the full jackpot drop. Booosh, Bandits bollocks grew so much that the casino he was at almost burst. His super charged finger then managed to find more and more of these golden roads and eventually he made his way all the way back to find his money in his casino balance, and the casino was weeping on the floor in disbelief of just how fucking big his bollocks were and pleaded for mercy, which the Bandit of course gave them by stopping and going to bed, and everyone all lived happily ever after.
Mattcarr