last week i was playing keno and this crazy gypsy lady with grey hair down to her ass strolled in with an ziploc baggy of tickets she was cashing. She’s doing her thing when she suddenly stops and declares she knows the next 8 numbers that are gonna hit. I’m already sold so I play it for one spin, two $20 tickets with the multiplier for the both of us — that’s 200k with no bonus. Then we wait.
She starts like, making noises from her stomach. Like a grunt or a thump like sound and puts her hands on the counter. Indian cashier freaks out and starts lighting sage, I’m starting to worry about demons — and here comes the board
this fucking lady didn’t hit a single goddamn number. Not fucking one. 8 fucking numbers out of a board of 80 and she hits NADA.
I don’t like gypsies