I once hit a nice tri at the old Beulah Park for $450. In my excitement after cashing the ticket and betting the next race, I forgot to return my balance. After sitting back down with my friends, I realized my mistake. Of course, when I went back to the machine I was using, nothing. As I turned the corner in shame heading back to the table, I noticed one of my buddies schmerking. All I said was "let me have it". He dug in his pocket and handed my balance. Luckily, that ginger SOB used the same machine after me.
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