Off to Google I go. I Google the language “video slot games”, and the first handful of sites just don’t peak my interest. I don’t even bother clicking them. The fourth one does pique my interest, so I click the link. Your website seems high in pop-ups,so I back out of that certain on the go, and nervously check my spyware for damage. Whew, all is well.
I finally come across what looks like a very nice site. Made flashy graphics. The
content appears to be well thought out and the master of the website has really focused about what
she or he wants to sell me. I’ve decided that I didn’t want to fool around anymore with free
downloads that I needed to try to win some big money. I choose to sign up, using my Neteller
It was plenty of fun going right through the website taking a look at all the fantastic setups for different
slot machines. I DO like flash and color when I’m actually playing the slots. It will take me
back to New Orleans, when I played my initial slot machine one hot day in August, about a
century ago. At the least it would appear that far to me. I decide that before I start
pulling levers on my new game, I’d better pour me a glass of wine to create back that
“Harrah’s” feeling from long ago.
I’m quite pleased about how easy it had been to sign up for this site. I also liked the original
bonus that I received. I’d zero problems แนะนำเว็บสล็อตแตกง่าย with getting my account started. It looks like
I’m set for an enjoyable evening.
As I’m playing, and enjoying the bells and whistles, I start to wonder if I’m likely to
actually win some money. I decide to boost my Maximum Bid somewhat. Ahh, that’s what I
needed. To be able to see some real winnings here! Obviously, I win a few times per pull, then
lose a couple of times. I’m needs to wish and hope that I could at least turn out even! Still,
I’m pouring my second glass now, and really getting hooked on this slot machine!
Well, wouldn’t you realize it! My front door is creating a weird knocking sound.I ignore it,
because I just don’t want to prevent my game. The doorway becomes louder now, more obnoxious.
It’s really making me mad. I pause my game, and find a human on another end of my loud
door. I don’t recognize them. It’s some lady that smells funny, and wants to sell me
something. I rather impolitely ‘thanks but no thanks’ her, and shut my door. Now I’m
thinking of a rather mean ‘DO NOT DISTURB’ sign to hold my door, with a photo of a
really gnarly, nasty dog onto it that looks to really have a case of rabies. I wonder to myself if that could
I get back to my game. I’m on a roll. I’m needs to get back to where I was when I
started. Yahoo! I almost spill my drink right there on my keyboard. I realize now that there
is not any turning back. I’m deeply in love with my new video slot machine. It’s become mine. All mine.
It is just a thing of virtual beauty. I name it Harrah’s Honey. My bets get bolder, bigger. I
choose to choose all it’s got.