on a horse yesterday and the bally thing decided to stop for a munch on the grass half way round. Oh well methinks, can't fully predict what animals might do but when I went to reclaim my tenner the scurrilous little weasel behind the glass said "It don't work like that mate" and seemed to think he could just trouser my money.
Even laughed at me when I threatened to involve the local constabulary. You told me this gambling lark was as easy as persuading your mum to take the cock in her mouth