- Sun Aug 18, 2002 8:32 pm
#20385
Having an idle hour to enjoy this afternoon I wandered into an amusement arcade.I can not fathom the joy gleaned from those machines which slide eternaly back and forth laden with huge quantities of two pences-but joy there is.Of course we all know that such devices are so heavily rigged in the houses' favour that one hasn't a hope in hell that the invitingly placed 'Gareth Gates' badge or Ninja turtle watch will plop into the win tray,but one has gots to have a go!
I dug into my pockets and retrieved a King's ransom of two pence pieces (haven't been working all summer- not over generous with the gratuities you see). I circled the machine in true SS stylee,hands behind back,examining each 'Station' for chances of a healthy return until I found one that had a veritable Ken Dodd's worth teetering on the rim. I timed my shots carefully but to no avail.
Then I applied my coup de grace- the 'three shot whammy'- stretching every finger tendon to the limit I began simultaneously releasing three 2p's at a time...the kiosk bloke eyed me steelily, he knew I was onto something.After about fifteen minutes and £3 later I hit the jackpot! Sixteen pence in 2p's tumbled like lemmings into the wintray! Come to daddy!I tossed a 2p high into the air,spun on my heels and gave the kioskman a Roger Moore smirk as I made my exit.
Gareth..you're Next....
I dug into my pockets and retrieved a King's ransom of two pence pieces (haven't been working all summer- not over generous with the gratuities you see). I circled the machine in true SS stylee,hands behind back,examining each 'Station' for chances of a healthy return until I found one that had a veritable Ken Dodd's worth teetering on the rim. I timed my shots carefully but to no avail.
Then I applied my coup de grace- the 'three shot whammy'- stretching every finger tendon to the limit I began simultaneously releasing three 2p's at a time...the kiosk bloke eyed me steelily, he knew I was onto something.After about fifteen minutes and £3 later I hit the jackpot! Sixteen pence in 2p's tumbled like lemmings into the wintray! Come to daddy!I tossed a 2p high into the air,spun on my heels and gave the kioskman a Roger Moore smirk as I made my exit.
Gareth..you're Next....