Off to Google I go. I Google the word what “video position games”, and the first couple of sites just do not peak my interest. I don’t even bother clicking them click here. The fourth one does pique my interest, so i take a look through. The site seems full of pop-ups, so i back out of that one in a hurry, and nervously check my spyware for damage. Whew, all is well.
I finally come across what looks like a really nice site. Not too many flashy graphics. The
content seems to be well considered and online resources the site has really focused on what
he/she wants to sell me. I’ve decided that we didn’t want to fool around anymore with free
downloads available that we wanted in order to win some big money. I decide to join up, using my Neteller
It was a thrilling time going through the site looking at all the great setups for different
slot machines. I REALLY DO like flash and color when I’m actually playing the video poker machines. It takes me
back to New Orleans, when i played my very first slot machine game one hot day in May, about a
one hundred year ago. At least it seems that distant to me. I decide that before I start
pulling levers on my new game, I’d better put me a glass of wine to bring back that
“Harrah’s” feeling from way back when.
I’m quite pleased with how easy it was to join up for this site. I also liked the initial
bonus that we received. I had zero problems with getting my account started. It looks like
I’m in for a fun evening.
As I’m playing, and enjoying the amazing features, I start to wonder if I will
actually win some cash. I decide to raise my Maximum Bid somewhat. Ahh, that’s what I
needed. An opportunity to see some real earnings here! Of course, I win a few times per pull, then
lose a few times. I’m beginning wish and hope that we can at least come out even! Still,
I’m serving my second glass now, and really getting dependent on this slot machine game!
Well, wouldn’t you know it! My door is making a odd knocking sound. I ignore it,
because I recently don’t want to stop my game. The entranceway becomes louder now, more obnoxious.
It is certainly making me crazy. I temporarily stop my game, and discover a human on the other 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 closed my door. I am just
thinking of an extremely mean ‘DO NOT DISTURB’ sign to put on my door, with a picture of a
really gnarly, nasty dog on it that looks to have a case of rabies. I wonder to myself if that would
I return to my game. I’m on a roll. I’m beginning return to where I was when i
started. Yahoo! I almost leak my drink in front of them on my keyboard. I realize now that there
is no turning back. I am fond of my new video slot machine game. It’s become my own. All my own.
It is a thing of virtual beauty. I name it Harrah’s Honey. My table bets get bolder, bigger. I
decide to go for all it has.